So you think that you're a failure, do you? Well, you probably are. What's wrong with that? In the first place, if you've any sense at all you must have learned by now that we pay just as dearly for our triumphs as we do for our defeats. Go ahead and fail. But fail with wit, fail with grace, fail with style. A mediocre failure is as insufferable as a mediocre success. Embrace failure! Seek it out. Learn to love it. That may be the only way any of us will ever be free.

If the novelist isn't surprised by where his book ends up, he or she probably hasn't written anything worth remembering.

It is what it is. You are what you it. There are no mistakes.

Cries for help are frequently inaudible.

Love is very powerful, but it has limits and it's a costly mistake to spread it too thin.

The principal difference between an adventurer and a suicide is that the adventurer leaves himself a margin of escape (the narrower the margin the greater the adventure), a margin whose width and length may be determined by unknown factors but whose navigation is determined by the measure of the adventurer's nerve and wits. It is exhilarating to live by one's nerves or toward the summit of one's wits.

Genius may stand on the shoulders of giants, but it stands alone.