There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready.

Sipping once, sipping twice, sipping chicken soup with rice.

And [he] sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day and into the night of his very own room where he found his supper waiting for him and it was still hot

I don't believe in things literally for children. That's a reduction.

One of the few graces of getting old - and God knows there are few graces - is that if you've worked hard and kept your nose to the grindstone, something happens: The body gets old but the creative mechanism is refreshed, smoothed and oiled and honed. That is the grace. That is what's happening to me.

You can start making up any kind of story if you want to.

God, I had great people in my life.