There's a pretty woman for ever lucky man in the world: every man in the world is a lucky man if he only knew it, so why waste time?

This is what drives a young writer out of his head, this feeling that nothing is being said.

Everybody has got to die, but I have always believed an exception would be made in my case.

My work has always been the product of my time.

Lionel whispered because he was under the impression that it was out of respect for books, not consideration for readers.

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.

The whole world and every human being in it is everybody's business.