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

A man who doesn't dream is like a man who doesn't sweat. He stores up a lot of poison.

I'm not a character in any of my books.

I knew Lee Harvey Oswald, and I knew Jack Kennedy. The odds against that-one person knowing all four of those men-must be astounding.

All human life has its seasons and cycles, and no one's personal chaos can be permanent. Winter, after all, gives way to spring and summer, though sometimes when branches stay dark and the earth cracks with ice, one thinks they will never come, that spring, and that summer, but they do, and always.

I don't care what anybody says about me as long as it isn't true.

All literature is gossip.