You can't blame a writer for what the characters say.

June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone.

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.

They can romanticize us so, mirrors, and that is their secret: what a subtle torture it would be to destroy all the mirrors in the world: where then could we look for reassurerance of our identities? I tell you, my dear, Narcissus was so egotist...he was merely another of us who, in our unshatterable isolation, recognized, on seeing his reflection, the beautiful comrade, the only inseparatable love...poor Narcissus, possibly the only human who was ever honest on this point.

I'd met Sharon Tate at the Cannes Film Festival.

Writing in the first person automatically gives you a point of view.

Never demean yourself by talking back to a critic, never. Write those letters to the editor in your head, but don't put them on paper.