By the time a partnership dissolves, it has dissolved.

I think it's the sentence-to-sentence pleasures, the little surprises of a surprising style of an acute style, and also the way things happen one after the other, that makes a book interesting to read page to page

Art imitates Nature in this; not to dare is to dwindle.

Prose should have a flow, the forward momentum of a certain energized weight; it should feel like a voice tumbling in your ear.

But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.

But it seems to me that once you begin a gesture it's fatal not to go through with it.

Bankruptcy is a sacred state, a condition beyond conditions, as theologians might say, and attempts to investigate it are necessarily obscene, like spiritualism. One knows only that he has passed into it and lives beyond us, in a condition not ours.