Feel, he told himself, feel, feel, feel. Even if what you feel is pain, only let yourself feel.

Human kindness is like a defective tap, the first gush may be impressive but the stream soon dries up.

We who write in English are fortunate to have the richest and most versatile language in the world. Respect it.

Children live in occupied territory. The brave and the foolhardy openly rebel against authority, whether harsh or benign. But most tread warily, outwardly accommodating themselves to alien mores and edicts while living in secret their iconoclastic and subversive lives.

Increase your word power. Words are the raw material of our craft. The greater your vocabulary the more ­effective your writing. We who write in English are fortunate to have the richest and most versatile language in the world. Respect it.

to look back on one's life is to experience the capriciousness of memory. ... the past is not static. It can be relived only in memory, and memory is a device for forgetting as well as remembering. It, too, is not immutable. It rediscovers, reinvents, reorganizes. Like a passage of prose it can be revised and repunctuated. To that extent, every autobiography is a work of fiction and every work of fiction an autobiography.

No literary form is more revealing, more spontaneous or more individual than a letter.