Writing can be described in two verbs: Throw up and clean up.

Day, after day, after glorious day, I was falling in love with books.

The major networks, the cable networks, they're being prosecutors. They're judges and jurors and executioners. Well, c'mon, that's ridiculous. But they're doing it.

Out of the nursery into the college and back into the nursery; there’s your intellectual pattern for the past five centuries or more.

Oh God, the terrible tyranny of the majority. We all have our harps to play. And it's up to you to know with which ear you'll listen.

I take this continent with me into the grave.

We have our Arts so we won't die of Truth.