You can't argue with a raging want. You can, but it is useless.

Not literature alone, but society itself is wormed and rotten when language ceases to be respected not merely by advertisers and politicians, but by persons of learning and authority.

Language is memory and metaphor.

The gesture with which one generation guards the next is the movement, and the only time we see it clearly, of life itself.

Nothing lasts. Not even a great sorrow.

All pornography is to a degree sadistic - inevitably.

A minor symptom of wars is the cancerous growth of committees.