We want someone to bring us the news.

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

There is nothing more distressing or tiresome than a writer standing in front of an audience and reading his work.

That's what I can't stand. I know I'll bounce back, and that's what I can't stand.

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

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.

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