Who is he who will affirm that there must be a web of flesh and bone to hold the shape of love?

If I had not existed, someone else would have written me, Hemingway, Dostoyevsky, all of us.

I say money has no value; it's just the way you spend it.

We could live like counts. ... If all that money is out there, I might as well hack a little on the side and put the novel off.

Yes sir. You can be more careless, you can put more trash in [a novel] and be excused for it. In a short story that's next to the poem, almost every word has got to be almost exactly right. In the novel you can be careless but in the short story you can't. I mean by that the good short stories like Chekhov wrote. That's why I rate that second - it's because it demands a nearer absolute exactitude. You have less room to be slovenly and careless. There's less room in it for trash.

Man performs and engenders so much more than he can or should have to bear. That's how he finds that he can bear anything.

Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was - only is.