Oh, I haven't reached any peak. I hit the bottom in the '60s. When a certain actress undertook the leading role in a recent play of mine, she referred to me as "that old derelict." Not to my face, but behind my back.

The name of a person you love is more than language.

A drinking man's someone who wants to forget he isn't still young an' believing.

When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.

When I stop working the rest of the day is posthumous. I'm only really alive when I'm writing.

It's hard enough for me to write what I want to write without me trying to write what you say they want me to write which I don't want to write.

Physical beauty is passing - a transitory possession - but beauty of the mind, richness of the spirit, tenderness of the heart - I have all these things - aren't taken away but grow! Increase with the years!