In my day the library was a wonderful place.... We didn't have visual aids and didn't have various programs...it was a sanctuary.... So I tend to think the library should remain a center of knowledge.

Over-certified adjectives are the mark of most best-seller writing

I had the idea that there were two worlds. There was a real world as I called it, a world of wars and boxing clubs and children'shomes on back streets, and this real world was a world where orphans burned orphans.... I liked the other world in which almost everyone lived. The imaginary world.

Cancer is the growth of madness denied.

The war between being and nothingness is the underlying illness of the twentieth century. Boredom slays more of existence than war.

The contradictory remarks of politicians are forgotten; the more asinine predictions of pundits are buried with mercy.

You never do find out what makes you tick, and after a while it's unimportant.