The book can't compete with the screen. It couldn't compete beginning with the movie screen. It couldn't compete with the television screen and it can't compete with the computer screen I don't think. And now we have all those screens so against all those screens I think the book can't measure up.

Unless one is inordinately fond of subordination, one is always at war.

Seeing is believing and believing is knowing and knowing beats unknowing and the unknown.

We live in an age in which the imagination of the novelist is helpless against what he knows he is going to read in tomorrow's newspaper.

You can't write good satirical fiction in America because reality will quickly outdo anything you might invent.

World War III will be triggered off not by suppressed nationalists seeking political independence, as happened the first time around when the Serbs at Sarajevo shot the heir to the Austrian throne, but by some semiliterate, whacked-out "loner" who lobs a rocket into a nuclear arsenal in order to impress Brooke Shields.

Is an intelligent human being likely to be much more than a large-scale manufacturer of misunderstanding?