I try as best I can to enter the realm of nuances of human behavior.

Hope, perhaps the most dangerous of all emotions and perhaps the most necessary.

The cruelest thing you can do to a person who's living in panic is to offer him or her hope that turns out false. When the crash comes its intolerable.

...Summer nights held a special kind of loneliness that gave rise to strange imaginings. One walked the beach alone and thought too much.

It doesn't bother me. Sure, everybody wants approval, but I came from the theatre and I've always treasured a remark from there which goes: 'For every six people who love you, there will be half a dozen who loathe you.' The quality of an author's work is not usually determined until after his death. Even Dickens got some pretty bad reviews.

What a man can't remember doesn't exist for him.

I have always preferred conflict of individuals over the battle of extreme ideologies.