Of all the things I love to taste, sweetest is the kiss of love.

Nobody, but nobody, is going to tell me I'm not the most. I am. I was the most when everybody else was struggling bitterly to become a little.

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.

It is a pity, in my opinion, that no prize exists for the writer who best refrains from adding to the world's bad books.

I have never received a telephone call that justified the excitement and fuss of the electronics involved. If I can't see somebody I love, for instance, such as a daughter, or a son, I would rather receive a letter.

Kids are always the only future the human race has.

We get very little wisdom from success, you know.