As a professional writer of detective stories, I string along with the ballplayers. I love a ball game.

To say that a man is a reasoning animal is a very different thing than to say that most of man's decisions are based on his rational process. That I don't believe at all.

You can't dance cheerfully. Dancing is too important. It can be wild or solemn or gay or lewd or art for art's sake, but it can't be cheerful.

I still can't decide which is more fun - reading or writing.

A man may debar nonsense from his library of reason, but not from the arena of his impulses.

To read of a detective's daring finesse or ingenious stratagem is a rare joy.

The more you put in your brain, the more it will hold - if you have one.