Don't scatter your fire! You are a prose writer: stick to your own tool!

It is not often given in a noisy world to come to the places of great grief and silence.

I've found that people who look at things as they are, and not as they wish them to be, are the ones who succeed.

Conversation's got to have some root in the past, or else you've got to explain every remark you make, an' it wears a person out.

Don't scatter your fire! You are a prose writer: stick to your own tool!

My childhood is very vivid to me, and I don't feel very different now from the way I felt then. It would appear I am the very same person, only with wrinkles.

the mysterious moment of death proves to be a moment of waking. How one longs to take it for one's self!