He resented such questions as people do who have thought a great deal about them. The superficial and slipshod have ready answers, but those looking this complex life straight in the eye acquire a wealth of perception so composed of delicately balanced contradictions that they dread, or resent, the call to couch any part of it in a bland generalization. The vanity (if not outrage) of trying to cage this dance of atoms in a single definition may give the weariness of age with the cry of youth for answers the appearance of boredom.

We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other. It may be the very recognition of all men as our brothers that accounts for the sibling rivalry, and even enmity, we have toward so many of them.

Words fashioned with somewhat over precise diction are like shapes turned out by a cookie cutter.

We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other.

I write when I'm inspired, and I see to it that I'm inspired at nine o'clock every morning.

Celibacy is the worst form of self-abuse.

Everybody hates me because I'm so universally liked.