There's lots of things you don't know. All kinds of strange things . . . mostly they happened before we were born: that makes them seem to me so much more real.

Many universities have asked me to come for a semester but I don't want to do it because I don't have the patience.

I'll never get used to anything. Anybody that does they might as well be dead.

I like to talk on TV about those things that aren't worth writing about.

The feeble-minded, the neurotic, the criminal, perhaps, also, the artist, have unpredictability and perverted innocence in common.

Love should be allowed. I’m all for it. Now that I’ve got a pretty good idea what it is.

Since each story presents its own technical problems, obviously one can't generalize about them on a two-times-two-equals-four basis. Finding the right form for your story is simply to realize the most natural way of telling the story. The test of whether or not a writer has defined the natural shape of his story is just this: After reading it, can you imagine it differently, or does it silence your imagination and seem to you absolute and final? As an orange is final. As an orange is something nature has made just right.