A child understands fear, and the hurt and hate it brings.

Written words still have the amazing power to bring out the best and worst of human nature

Communists are the last optimists.

it's impossible to conquer all fear and loss by preparation. There are always sources of desolation that aren't taken into account because no one knows what they will be.

Writers themselves don't analyze what they do; to analyze would be to look down while crossing a canyon on a tightrope.

It's absolutely fatal to your writing to think about how your work will be received. It's a betrayal of whatever talent you have.

Rebirth. I mean by this simply what happens when the child begins to realise the fact that the black does not enter through the white’s front door is not in the same category as the fact that the dead will never come back.