No," said a voice, "the only thing wrong on a night like that is that there is a world and you must come back to it.
I have fun with ideas; I play with them.
Good writers touch life often.
If you're reluctant to weep, you won't live a full and complete life.
I don’t write things to benefit the world. If it happens that they do, swell. I didn’t set out to do that. I set out to have a hell of a lot of fun.
If I was ever a rare fine summer person, that's long ago. Most of us are half-and-half. The August noon in us works to stave off the November chills. We survive by what little Fourth of July wits we've stashed away. But there are times when we're all autumn people.