This spiritualist, this statistician, what are you anyway?

My belief is that "recluse" is a code word generated by journalists... meaning, "doesn't like to talk to reporters."

Like so many named places in California it was less an identifiable city than a grouping of concepts--census tracts, special purpose bond-issue districts, shopping nuclei, all overlaid with access roads to its own freeway.

There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.

She may know a little, may think of herself, face and body, as ‘pretty’…but he could never tell her all the rest, how many other living things, birds, nights smelling of grass and rain, sunlit moments of simple peace, also gather in what she is to him.

What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one's enemy only when his back is turned?

Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.