Turn up the lights. I don't want to go home in the dark.

Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man's starving!

East is East, and West is San Francisco

Those whom we first love we seldom marry

Yes, I get dry spells. Sometimes I can't turn out a thing for three months. When one of those spells comes on I quit trying to work and go out and see something of life. You can't write a story that's got any life in it by sitting at a writing table and thinking. You've got to get out into the streets, into the crowds, talk with people, and feel the rush and throb of real life-that's the stimulant for a story writer.

There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.

If there was ever an aviary overstocked with jays it is that Yaptouwn on the Hudson called New York