Those fellows, they're always crying over killers. Never a thought for the victims.

Most contemporary novelists, especially the American and the French, are too subjective, mesmerized by private demons; theyre enraptured by their navels and confined by a view that ends with their own toes.

I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together.

I never had a rejection slip in my life.

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

I thought of the future, and spoke of the past.

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