I don't believe in villains or heroes, only in right or wrong ways that individuals are taken, not by choice, but by necessity or by certain still uncomprehended influences in themselves, their circumstances and their antecedents.

The human animal is a beast that dies but the fact that he’s dying don’t give him pity for others.

Somebody said once or wrote, once: 'We're all of us children in a vast kindergarten trying to spell God's name with the wrong alphabet blocks!

I can't stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action.

It's interesting, isn't it? . . . the chandelier . . . it reminds me of mushroom soup.

When things don’t change, their sameness becomes an accretion. That is why all society puts on flesh. Succumbs to the cubicles and begins to fill them.

At the age of fourteen I discovered writing as an escape from a world of reality in which I felt acutely uncomfortable.