Everyone has a telephone. Whether they can afford it or not. It's one of those things that people have, regardless of their income.

If you did not write every day, the poisons would accumulate and you would begin to die, or act crazy or both-you must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.

The one sure way I can dishonor myself is by worrying about my reputation.

That's the wonderful thing about man; he never gets so discouraged or disgusted that he gives up doing it all over again, because he knows very well it is important and WORTH the doing.

Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadows are always longer.

Love is the answer to everything. It's the only reason to do anything.

And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again.