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

That's the great secret of creativity. You treat ideas like cats: you make them follow you.

Books are flesh-and-blood ideas and cry out, silently, when put to the torch.

Remember, with writing, what you’re looking for is just one person to come up and tell you, 'I love you for what you do.'

Kerosene," he said, because the silence had lengthened, "is nothing but perfume to me.

Through neglect, ignorance, or inability, the new intellectual Borgias cram hairballs down our throats and refuse us the convulsion that could make us well. They have forgotten, if they ever knew, the ancient knowledge that only by being truly sick can one regain health. Even beasts know when it is good and proper to throw up. Teach me how to be sick then, in the right time and place, so that I may again walk in the fields and with the wise and smiling dogs know enough to chew sweet grass.

The very first experiments with building rockets and firing them off were carried out by students at Cal Tech in 1937, '38 and '39. And later these people put together these jet propulsion labs in Pasadena and wound up sending aircraft and spacecraft to the moon. So it all began very primitively with love.