If I got rid of my demons, I’d lose my angels.

A vacuum is a hell of a lot better than some of the stuff that nature replaces it with.

I have found it easier to identify with the characters who verge upon hysteria, who were frightened of life, who were desperate to reach out to another person. But these seemingly fragile people are the strong people really.

Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory.

You see, baby, after a glass or two of wine I’m inclined to extravagance.

America has only three cities: New York, San Francisco, and New Orleans. Everywhere else is Cleveland.

Blanche: No, I have the misfortune of being an English instructor. I attempt to instill a bunch of bobby-soxers and drugstore Romeos with a reverence for Hawthorne and Whitman and Poe!