When rivers flooded, when fire fell from the sky, what a fine place the library was, the many rooms, the books. With luck, no one found you. How could they!--when you were off to Tanganyika in '98, Cairo in 1812, Florence in 1492!?

Those who don't build must burn.

You're insane!" "I won't argue that point.

Looking back over a lifetime, you see that love was the answer to everything.

The most improbable tales can be made believable, if your reader, through his sense, feels certain that he stands at the middle of events.

The ability to "fantasize" is the ability to survive. It's wonderful to speak about this subject because there have been so many wrong-headed people dealing with it.... The so-called realists are trying to drive us insane, and I refuse to be driven insane.... We survive by fantasizing. Take that away from us and the whole damned human race goes down the drain.

I'll be damned if death wears my sadness for glad rags.