I shall never be as old as I was between 20 and 30.

It is well known that, when two authors meet, they at once start talking about money-like everyone else.

It is less the business of the novelist to tell us what happened than to show how it happened.

On one plane, the very great writers and the popular romancers of the lower order always meet. They use all of themselves, helplessly, unselectively. They are above the primness and good taste of declining to give themselves away.

It is exciting and emancipating to believe we are one of nature's latest experiments, but what if the experiment is unsuccessful?

Some writers thrive on the contact with the commerce of success; others are corrupted by it. Perhaps, like losing one's virginity,it is not as bad (or as good) as one feared it was going to be.

Life — how curious is that habit that makes us think it is not here, but elsewhere.