... we do not remember people as they were. What we remember is the effect they had on us then, but we remember it through an emotion charged with all that has since happened to us.

There is only one world the world pressing against you this minute.

Critics have been amusing themselves for a long time by auscultating fiction for signs of heart failure.

Surprise will be my last emotion, not fear.

jealousy, the most hideous emotion any human being ever suffers, has nothing to do with the mind. Or not at first.

For what I have received may the Lord make me truly thankful. And more truly for what I have not received.

No form of art repeats or imitates successfully all that can be said by another; the writer conveys his experience of life along a channel of communication closed to painter, mathematician, musician, film-maker.