Any sportswriter who thinks the world is no bigger than the outfield fence in not only a bad citizen, but also a lousy sportswriter.

My best girl is dead.

I like to get where the cabbage is cooking and catch the scents.

Dying is no big deal. Living is the trick.

Unlike the normal pattern, I know I have grown more liberal as I've grown older. I have become more convinced that there is room for improvement in the world.

Writing is very much like bricklaying. You learn to put one brick on top of another and spread the mortar so thick.

Now it is done. Now the story ends. And there is no way to tell it. The art of fiction is dead. Reality has strangled invention.