Fashion: by which what is really fantastic becomes for a moment the universal.

we always misunderstood ourselves, and rarely understood others

Nature....she will hang the night stars so that I may walk abroad in the darkness without stumbling, and send word the wind over my footprints so that none may track me to my hurt: she will cleanse me in great waters, and with bitter herbs make me whole.

Arguments are to be avoided: they are always vulgar and often convincing.

I have never killed anyone, but I have often read about some guy getting his ass taken out with great pleasure

The only form of fiction in which real characters do not seem out of place is history. In novels they are detestable.

When a man has once loved a woman he will do anything for her except continue to love her.