Sir, this is a unique dog. He does not live by tooth or fang. He respects the right of cats to be cats although he doesn't admire them. He turns his steps rather than disturb an earnest caterpillar. His greatest fear is that someone will point out a rabbit and suggest that he chase it. This is a dog of peace and tranquility.

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

New York is a wonderful city... It is going to be the capital of the world.

And her joy was nearly like sorrow.

On all levels American society is rigged. I am troubled by the cynical immorality of my country. It cannot survive on this basis.

I write because I like to write. I find joy in the texture and tone and rhythm of words. It is a satisfaction like that which follows good and shared love.

The final weapon is the brain, all else is supplemental.