No one can amount to a damn in the arts if he becomes sweetly reasonable, seeing all sides of a picture, forgiving all sins.

Doesn't anything socialistic make you want to throw up? Like great public schools, or health insurance for all?

The master of ceremonies asked people to say what they thought the function of the novel might be in modern society, and one critic said, “To provide touches of color in rooms with all-white walls.” Another one said, “To describe blow-jobs artistically.

You can't just eat good food. You've got to talk about it too. And you've got to talk about it to somebody who understands that kind of food.

The big trouble with dumb bastards is that they are too dumb to believe there is such a thing as being smart.

To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.

People who were so good. There were angels.