Journalism: an ability to meet the challenge of filling the space.

Sex, which ought to be an incident of life, is the obsession of the well-fed world.

My memory is certainly in my hands. I can remember things only if I have a pencil and I can write with it and I can play with it. ... I think your hand concentrates for you. I don't know why it should be so.

I find to my astonishment that an unhappy marriage goes on being unhappy when it is over.

Any authentic work of art must start an argument between the artist and his audience.

Unhappy people are dangerous.

There is in every one of us an unending see-saw between the will to live and the will to die.