I prefer a taken to a made photograph.
Cats don't belong to people. They belong to places.
As the style of Faulkner grew out of his rage--out of the impotence of his rage--the style of Hemingway grew out of the depth andnuance of his disenchantment.
Everyone in California is from somewhere else.
We make to ourselves pictures of facts. The picture is a model of reality
When writing is good, everything is symbolic, but symbolic writing is seldom good.