A good novel begins with a small question and ends with a bigger one.

When I had a few francs, I spent them at a café on the Place de Longchamps, a block or so from my pension, where I could order a glass of Beaujolais and a plate of string beans in vinaigrette for the equivalent of fifteen cents.

When I begin a story at my desk, the window to my back, the path is not there. As I start to walk, I make the path.

My father brought me a box of books once when I was about three and a half or four. I remember the carton they were in and the covers with illustrations by Newell C. Wyeth.

Teachers inspire the smallest hearts to grow big enough to change the world.

The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one-day will be. So please, tell the people you love and care for that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.

My first job was working in a dress shop in Los Angeles in 1940, for $7 a week.