If a man has no vices, he is in great danger of making vices about his virtues, and there's a spectacle.

I would love to be the poet laureate of Coney Island.

One of the dangers of the American artist is that he finds himself almost exclusively thrown in with persons more or less in the arts. He lives among them, eats among them, quarrels with them, marries them.

The more decisions that you are forced to make alone, the more you are aware of your freedom to choose.

The stuff of which masterpieces are made drifts about the world waiting to be clothed in words.

I was an old man when I was 12; and now I am an old man, AND IT'S SPLENDID!

What is essential does not die but clarifies.