I feel very angry when I think of brilliant, or even interesting, women whose minds are wasted on a home. Better have an affair. It isn't permanent and you keep your job.

A [New Yorker ] is what it has always been. It combines those who pursue the truth with those who pursue the rewards of orthodoxy and those who pursue what is comfortable to the rich.

I react to what is necessary. I would like to eschew any formula.

We are becoming the servants in thought, as in action of the machine we have created to serve us.

It's much easier to point out the problem than it is to say just how it should be solved.

The threat to men of great dignity, privilege and pretense is not from the radicals they revile; it is from accepting their own myth. Exposure to reality remains the nemesis of the great -- a little understood thing.

We all agree that pessimism is a mark of superior intellect.