Man has a choice and it's a choice that makes him a man.
A book is like a man - clever and dull, brave and cowardly, beautiful and ugly.
Literature is as old as speech. It grew out of a human need for it, and it has not changed except to become more needed
The craft or art of writing is the clumsy attempt to find symbols for the wordlessness.
Doc tips his hat to dogs as he drives by and the dogs look up and smile at him.
To the heavens on the wings of a pig.