To want is to have a weakness.

I was once a graduate student in Victorian literature, and I believe as the Victorian novelists did, that a novel isn't simply a vehicle for private expression, but that it also exists for social examination. I firmly believe this.

The road to death is a lonely highway, and longer than it apears, even when it leads straight down from the scaffold, by way of a rope; and it's a dark road, with never any moon shining on it, to light your way.

Writers and books are cheap dates, especially when you compare the cost of a book with a ticket to the opera - or an NHL game.

poetry is where the language is renewed.

I could end this with a moral, as if this were a fable about animals, though no fables are really about animals.

If the national mental illness of the United States is megalomania, that of Canada is paranoid schizophrenia.