A writer is a maker, not a man of action: his private life is of no concern to anybody but himself, his family and his friends.

It's impossible to represent a saint [in Art]. It becomes boring. Perhaps because he is, like the Saturday Evening Post people, inthe position of having almost infinitely free will.

Be subtle, various, ornamental, clever, And do not listen to those critics ever Whose crude provincial gullets crave in books Plain cooking made still plainer by plain cooks.

I'm always amazed at the American practice of allowing one party to a homosexual act to remain passive--it's so undemocratic. Sexmust be mutual.

Like love we don't know where or why Like love we cant compel or fly Like Love we often weep Like Love we seldom keep

Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table.

Without communication with the dead, a fully human life is not possible.