The writer is delegated to declare and to celebrate man's proven capacity for greatness of heart and spirit—for gallantry in defeat, for courage, compassion and love. In the endless war against weakness and despair, these are the bright rally flags of hope and of emulation. I hold that a writer who does not believe in the perfectibility of man has no dedication nor any membership in literature.

Only through immitation do we develop toward originality.

To the heavens on the wings of a pig.

I wonder why it is that when I plan a route too carefully, it goes to pieces, whereas if I blunder along in blissful ignorance aimed in a fancied direction I get through with no trouble.

The proofs that God does not exist are very strong, but in lots of people they are not as strong as the feeling that He does.

The nicest thing in the world you can do for anybody is let them help you.

Hate cannot live alone. It must have love as a trigger, a goad, or a stimulant.