What we want most is to be held...and told..that everything (everything is a funny thing, is baby milk and papa's eyes, is roaring logs on a cold morning, is hoot owls and the boy who makes you cry after school, is mama's long hair, is being afraid and twisted faces on the bedroom wall)...is going to be alright.

Good writing is rewriting.

I feel that all a writer has is his own experience.

It’s better to look at the sky than live there

I've been working, working, working, and you know, sometimes you look back at your work and you see that it just isn't any good.

I thought that Mr. Clutter was a very nice gentleman. I thought so right up to the moment that I cut his throat.

A disquieting loneliness came into my life, but it induced no hunger for friends of longer acquaintance: they seemed now like a salt-free, sugarless diet.