I am madness maddened when it comes to books, writers, and the great granary silos where their wits are stored.

My stories are warnings; they're not predictions. If they were predictions, I wouldn't do them. Because then I'd be part of the doom-ridden psychology. But every time I name a problem, I try to give a solution.

When I finished [writing it], I was crying. I knew at long last, after ten years of trying, I had written something good.

I don't like the kind of writer who's out to change the world and beat up on people for their own good. Stalin did that and Hitler did that, and to hell with them.

Love is the answer to everything. It's the only reason to do anything. If you don't write stories you love, you'll never make it. If you don't write stories that other people love, you'll never make it.

Love what you do and do what you love.

This was all he wanted now. Some signs that the immense world would accept him and give him the long time he needed to think all the things that must be thought.