Pouring out liquor is like burning books.
Be scared. You can't help that. But don't be afraid.
That's the one trouble with this country: everything, weather, all, hangs on too long. Like our rivers, our land: opaque, slow, violent; shaping and creating the life of man in its implacable and brooding image.
A writer must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid.
I believe in God, God. God, I believe in God.
I've got to feel the pencil and see the words at the end of the pencil.