What if angry vectors veer Round your sleeping head, and form. There's never need to fear Violence of the poor world's abstract storm.

Real writers are those who want to write, need to write, have to write.

For the truth is a terrible thing.

I reckon I am a smart aleck, but it is just a way to pass the time.

All I've tried to do (with my writing) is capture the essence of my time.

[A]nd soon now we shall go out of the house and go into the convulsion of the world, out of history into history and the awful responsibility of Time.

In America they have to know just what you are-- novelist, poet, playwright... Well, I've been all of them... I think poems and novels and stories spring from the same seed. It's not like, say, playing polo and knitting.