Perhaps the truth is that heavy literature blooms in extremes of temperature.

The first time I walked into a library, I got so excited I almost wet my pants.

Many a person has been saved from summer alcoholism, not to mention hypertoxicity, by Dostoyevsky.

I prefer my oysters fried; that way I know my oysters died.

Somebody informed me recently that the key to every art, from writing to gardening to sculpture, is creativity. I beg to differ.

I do not Twitter. I don't want to Twitter, and I don't see any point in Twittering. The last thing I want to do is tell people what I'm doing at the moment because I'm probably not doing what I'm supposed to be doing.

Obama's the most thoughtful-sounding president I can remember. He seems to be saying what he wants to say, and that is a great relief. He always sounds like he's thinking about what he's saying while he's saying it, and that's a rare thing in politicians.