I loved her enough to forget myself, my self pitying despairs, and be content that something she thought happy was going to happen.

You're wonderful. Unique. I love you.

Nancy Clutter is always in a hurry, but she always has time. And that's one definition of a lady.

I believe more in the scissors than I do in the pencil.

A work of art is one of mystery, the one extreme magic; everything else is either arithmetic or biology.

To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the inner music that words make.

Still, when all is said, somewhere one must belong: even the soaring falcon returns to its master's wrist.