How else could he go on, except with merciful incomprehension held before him like a shield? How could anyone?

Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought.

If you intend to write as truthfully as you can, your days as a member of polite society are numbered, anyway... You must be prepared to do some serious turning inward toward the life of the imagination, and that means, I'm afraid, that Geraldo, Keith Obermann, and Jay Leno must go. Reading takes time, and the glass teat takes too much of it.

Time takes it all, whether you want it to or not. Time takes it all, time bears it away, and in the end there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there again.

There is no such thing as a happy ending. I never met a single one to equal "Once upon a time.

Books and movies are like apples and oranges. They both are fruit, but taste completely different.

In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.