I love the laconic. Clearly, I am not of their number.

Lyda was an exuberant, even a dramatic gardener.... She was always holding up a lettuce or a bunch of radishes with an air of resolute courage, as though she had shot them herself.

The whole magic of a plot requires that somebody be impeded from getting something over with.

Hardly anyone about whom I deeply care at all resembles anyone else I have ever met, or heard of, or read about in literature.

Most movies are not very good. Most people know it and like to see them anyway.

Nice criticism is good when it tells you something. A lot of negative "criticism" isn't criticism at all: it's just nasty, "writerly" cliché and invective.

Do you realize how angry you sound?” must be one of the most infuriating questions in the language.