Really being friends is the most important part, I think, of any relationship.

I thought that Mr. Clutter was a very nice gentleman. I thought so right up to the moment that I cut his throat.

Anticipation is anxiety. I have always had a very extreme anxiety thing.

...of all things this was the saddest, that life goes on: if one leaves one's lover, life should stop for him, and if one disappears from the world, then the world should stop, too: and it never did. And that was the real reason for most people getting up in the morning: not because it would matter but because it wouldn't.

He’d always been willing to confess his faults, for, by admitting them, it was as if he made them no longer exist.

I'm very scared, Buster. Yes, at last. Because it could go on forever. Not knowing what's yours until you've thrown it away.

I also write the last paragraph or page of a story first. That way I always know what I'm working towards.