You are better than you think.

In an unmoored life like mine, sleep and hunger and work arrange themselves to suit themselves, without consulting me.

There is no beginning, no middle, no end, no suspense, no moral, no causes, no effects. What we love in our books are the depths of many marvelous moments seen all at one time.

I am simply impressed by the unexpected insights which shower down on me when my job is to imagine, as contrasted with the woodenly familiar ideas which clutter my desk when my job is to tell the truth.

People would be surprised if they knew how much in this world was due to prayers.

How nice -- to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.

Perhaps I am the turtle, able to live simply anywhere, even underwater for short periods, with my home on my back.