In New York State they have a strange law that says you can't get a divorce unless you can prove adultery - and it's weird, because the Ten Commandments say 'Thou shalt not commit adultery.' But New York State says you have to. Well, finally, what happened was that my wife committed adultery for me. She's always been more mechanically inclined than I have.

Yes, but the difference is that when you're dead and somebody yells, 'Everybody up, it's morning,' it's very hard to find your slippers.

In the shower, with the hot water coming down, you've left the real world behind, and very frequently things open up for you. It's the change of venue, the unblocking the attempt to force the ideas that's crippling you when you're trying to write.

You can't ride two horses with one behind.

The meaning of life is that nobody knows the meaning of life.

Is world peace possible or is the human race too innately aggressive? For instance: Have you ever seen women at a sample sale?

All literature is a footnote to Faust. I have no idea what I mean by that.