She was what we used to call a suicide blonde - dyed by her own hand.

The best and purest human beings, from the beginning of time, have understood that life is sacred.

I think that art has something to do with an arrest of attention in the midst of distraction.

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?

We are always looking for the book it is necessary to read next.

Goodness is achieved not in a vacuum, but in the company of other men, attended by love.

The best argument is an undeniably good book.