The terms which, in his inmost heart, each man knows. As I know mine. As all know. For that is the truth of it — that we all know, God, that we know, that we know, we know, we know.
Saul BellowA human soul devoid of longing was a soul deformed, deprived of its highest good, sick unto death.
Saul BellowOne must bear in mind the odd angle or slant that the rays of love have to take in order to reach a heart like mine.
Saul BellowAny artist should be grateful for a naive grace which puts him beyond the need to reason elaborately.
Saul BellowI am deeply moved when I write. I get turned on by it. I've never used any drugs for stimulation. I don't use words loosely. When I'm working and the right word comes, there is an answering resonance within me. There is also a hardness of intention that goes with it. There is no idleness in it.
Saul Bellow