there is only one unpardonable sin--deliberate cruelty. All else can be forgiven.

Any work of art, provided it springs from a sincere motivation to further understanding between people, is an act of faith and therefore is an act of love.

Work is the only device I know of.

It's a very excruciating life facing that blank piece of paper every day and having to reach up somewhere into the clouds and bring something down out of them.

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

It's bad enough in life to do without something YOU want; but confound it, what gets my goat is not being able to give somebody something you want THEM to have.

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.