I've never had a cup of coffee in my life. I can't even remain in the same room with coffee.

I've imagined great victories, and I've imagined great races. The races are better.

Writing is still my main career, but I would love, for instance, to serve in the New York State Assembly.

As it somehow always manages before the winter solstice, but never after, the early darkness was cheerful and promising, even for those who had nothing.

They were dancing around the fountain, arm in arm, in an old Dutch dance, their cheeks touching, their hands entwined. They had no music; they hummed. And there was no reason for them to be dancing that Peter Lake could see, except that it was an exceptionally beautiful night.

I'm sort of murdered for selling books. The idea is, if you make money your work can't be literary.

Why do you think great leaders and great orations are coincident with wars, revolutions, and the founding or ending of governments and states? Common interests then are so clear that speeches are effortlessly drawn, but at present neither the facts nor the consequences are sufficiently clear to make oratory legitimate. This is the kind of war that will wind on and make fools of its partisans and opponents both.