I am glad I worked on a newspaper because it made me know I had to write whether I felt like it or not.

Chicago is many things to many people, and to me, it is a place where you can write.

What is a clock? Something agreed upon and arbitrarily imposed upon us. Standard time. Not true time. Symbolizing the whole standardization of our lives.

Hurts of childhood live on; in one form or other they are there to the end.

Some days are happy days - of themselves, as if for their own sakes. They seem to be enjoying themselves, regardless of what use may be made of them.

Defeat furnishes good material to the poets and the artists, but none of us care to have the glory of the conquered apply to us.

Even though you've given up a past it hasn't given you up. It comes uninvited - and sometimes half welcome.