Sex is like nose picking. It's fine as long as you practice it yourself, but it's disgusting watching someone else doing it.

Now that I am alone, I don't have to hide it; I don't have to hide anything any longer. I can let my face go because no one can see me; because there's twenty-one thousand feet between me and them... No, I don't have to press my teeth together or tighten the muscles of my jaw.

And don’t worry about the bits you can’t understand. Sit back and allow the words to wash around you, like music.

I don't care if a reader hates one of my stories, just as long as he finishes the book.

I'd rather be fried alive and eaten by Mexicans.

There is a trait in the Jewish character that does provoke animosity; maybe it's a kind of lack of generosity towards non-Jews. I mean there is always a reason why anti-anything crops up anywhere; even a stinker like Hitler didn't just pick on them for no reason.

The walls were wet and sticky, and peach juice was dripping from the ceiling. James opened his mouth and caught some of it on his tongue. It tasted delicious.