You can take off your hats now, gentlemen, and I think perhaps you'd better.

Truth is a hard deer to hunt. If you eat too much truth at once, you might die of the truth.

I have fallen in love with American names, the sharp, gaunt names that never get fat.

Books are not men and yet they are alive. They are man's memory and his aspiration, the link between his present and his past, the tools he builds with.

I died in my boots like a pioneer With the whole wide sky above me.

There's nothing compared to the history of writing about the city of New York that you get, say, in Charles Reznikoff.

The art finds kingdoms in a foot of ground.