There is no shortage of wonderful writers. What we lack is a dependable mass of readers.

People who were so good. There were angels.

A nice thing about war-not that anything about war is nice, I guess-is that while it's going on and you're in it, you never worry about doing the right thing.

Our government's got a war on drugs. That's certainly better than no drugs at all.

I think it can be tremendously refreshing if a creator of literature has something on his mind other than the history of literature so far. Literature should not disappear up its own asshole, so to speak.

You were sick, but now you're well again, and there's work to do.

Hate, in the long run, is about as nourishing as cyanide.