Only little boys and old men sneer at love.

Frederick Buechner can find grace and redemption even in the shoddiest, phoniest aspects of a cultural wasteland. One reads Lion Country...with hope and delight.

We were not as rich as the Rockefellers or Mellons, but we were rich enough to know how rich they were.

A man can spend his whole existence never learning the simple lesson that he has only one life and that if he fails to do what he wants with it, nobody else really cares.

I think Shakespeare got drunk after he finished King Lear. That he had a ball writing it.

The only thing that keeps a man going is energy. And what is energy but liking life?

Perfection irritates as well as it attracts, in fiction as in life.