I can't hate for long. It isn't worth it.

People are people. Don't be afraid of them.

I see life as one life at one time, so many millions simultaneously, all over the earth.

I used to throw things out, saying, 'This isn't great.' It didn't occur to me that it didn't have to be great.

Human memory works its own wheel, and stops where it will, entirely without reference to the last stop, and with no connection with the next.

San Francisco itself is art, above all literary art. Every block is a short story, every hill a novel. Every home a poem, every dweller within immortal. That is the whole truth.

Every artist is in everything he creates, and indeed if the truth is told, every person is in his life, in his work, whatever his work may be, and this is visible in his face, figure, stance, movement, and totality.