Any man who can write a page of living prose adds something to our life, and the man who can, as I can, is surely the last to resent someone who can do it even better. An artist cannot deny art, nor would he want to. A lover cannot deny love.
When in doubt, have a man come through the door with a gun in his hand.
It seemed like a nice neighborhood to have bad habits in.
She smelled the way the Taj Mahal looks by moonlight.
Great critics, of whom there are piteously few, build a home for the truth.
Down these mean streets a man must go who is neither tarnished nor afraid