Death deserves dignity.

...I am much better now at ambiguities.

When we ask for advice, we are usually looking for an accomplice.

A writer is in the broadest sense a spokesman of his community. Through him that community comes to know its heart. Without such knowledge, how long can it survive?

Is love supposed to ruin you? It seems to me you shouldn't destroy yourself out of life for purposes of love--or what good is it?

I have begun in old age to understand...that we seldom if ever realize how generous we are to ourselves, and just how stingy with others.

If I had a child of school age, I would send him to one of the Waldorf Schools.