He walked out into the cold morning asking himself this heretical question: Can you start measuring a minute at any instant you wish?

That was Youth with its reckless exuberance when all things were possible pursued by Age where we are now, looking back at what we destroyed, what we tore away from that self who could do more, and its work that's become my enemy because that's what I can tell you about, that Youth who could do anything.

We're comic. We're all comics. We live in a comic time. And the worse it gets the more comic we are.

It is the bliss of childhood that we are being warped most when we know it the least.

How some of the writers I come across get through their books without dying of boredom is beyond me.

We want someone to bring us the news.

If you want to make a million you don't have to understand money, what you have to understand is people's fears about money