Bright was the light of my last martini on my moral horizon

Cancer is the growth of madness denied.

Growth, in some curious way, I suspect, depends on being always in motion just a little bit, one way or another.

The highest prize in a world of men is the most beautiful woman available on your arm and living there in her heart loyal to you.

Any war that requires the suspension of reason as a necessity for support is a bad war.

It's not the sentiments of men which make history but their actions.

Part of living, part of becoming a wise man or a wise woman, is to get to that point where you can have a friend for whom you are genuinely happy when he or she has a success. That's tough. Very few people get to that point. With writers it's next to impossible. You can't really bless a writer who's as good as yourself.