Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.

I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror, then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air, trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off.

I do not rewrite unless I am absolutely sure that I can express the material better if I do rewrite it.

No one individual can tell the truth.

Well, Bud," he said, looking at me, "I'll be damned if you don't go to a lot of trouble to have your fun. Kidnapping, then fighting. What do you do on your holidays? Burn houses?

Don't be 'a writer'. Be writing.

Believe that man will not merely endure; he will prevail.