You fail only if you stop writing.

If we listened to our intellect, we'd never have a love affair. We'd never have a friendship. We'd never go into business, because we'd be cynical. Well, that's nonsense. You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.

I believe in having fun first, and along the way, if you teach people, if you influence people, well and good.

So in sum, what are we? We are the creatures that know and know too much. That leaves us with such a burden again we have a choice, to laugh or cry. No other animal does either. We do, depending on the season and the need.

God, how we get our fingers in each other's clay. That's friendship, each playing the potter to see what shapes we can make of each other.

I was doing a terrible thing in using the very books you clung to, to rebut you on every hand, on every point! What traitors books can be! You think they're backing you up, and then they turn on you. Others can use them, too, and there you are, lost in the middle of the moor, in a great welter of nouns and verbs and adjectives.

We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam.