One man was so mad at me that he ended his letter, "Beware. You will never get out of this world alive."

Saints can spring from any soil.

Courage and fear were one thing too.

In uncertainty I am certain that underneath their topmost layers of frailty men want to be good and want to be loved.

For the most part people are not curious except about themselves.

If there is a magic in story writing, and I am convinced there is, no one has ever been able to reduce it to a recipe that can be passed from one person to another.

... you must not expect to find that people understand what they do.