The horror of the Twentieth Century was the size of each new event, and the paucity of its reverberation.

People move forward into the future out of the way they comprehend the past. When we don't understand something in our past, we are therefore crippled.

...the indispensable requirement for a good newspaperman - as eager to tell a lie as the truth.

There is nothing safe about sex. There never will be.

I guess all that's left is to love the fire.

You can't be a serious writer of fiction unless you believe the story you are telling.

The sense of a long last night over civilization is back again; it has perhaps not been here so intensely in thirty years, not since the Nazis were prospering, but it is coming back.