Sometimes in my tent, late at night, I think I can hear the stars scraping against the sky.

Nowadays you can go anywhere in the world in a few hours, and nothing is fabulous any more.

False hope is the bread - and - butter of my existence, the only thing that keeps me going.

I want to write the sort the book that my people want to read, even if the market is small.

Writers of fiction should stick to writing, not pop up on panel shows or as a talking head.

You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.

The world has no room for cowards. We must all be ready somehow to toil, to suffer, to die.

Every book is, in an intimate sense, a circular-letter to the friends of him who writes it.

Every act of every man is a moral act, to be tested by moral, and not by economic criteria.

The greatest luxury is being able to go to movies and plays now and then in the afternoons.

If we seek the pleasures of love, passion should be occasional, and common sense continual.

The pleasures of love are for those who are hopelessly addicted to another living creature.

She has been kissed as often as a police-court Bible, and by much the same class of people.

Look forward, not back. Correct your course and go on. You cannot undo yesterday's journey.

When I was growing up, the exam system didn't allow you to write fiction, so you never did.

Venice, Italy, is one of my favorite cities, a place I've been lucky enough to visit twice.

We all long for someone with whom we are able to share our peculiar burdens of being alive.

If there is a choice between absolute safety and freedom, then freedom must always prevail.

One minute you've got a lucky star watching over you and the next instant it's done a bunk.

I don't know what to say about literary critics. I think it's probably best to say nothing.

To find a form that accommodates the shape of the mess, that is the task of the artist now.

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.

I never for a moment considered killing myself, because it wouldn't have achieved anything.

We all operate on different levels of awareness. Half the time I don't know what I'm doing.

Our great cultural error is to assume that 'truth' arrives only through reductive theories.

Having children is one of the most passionate and involving bits of business in human life.

The relationship between the imagined and the real is more complicated than people imagine.

For the more a man limits himself, the nearer he is on the other hand to what is limitless.

Wise words are like arrows flung at your forehead. What do you do? Why, you duck of course.

The happiest she'd ever been was with him, and the saddest. Was that the true test of love?

The most shocking act, closely examined, is just a louder version of some habitual gesture.

While discretion points out the impropriety of my conduct, inclination urges me on to ruin.

[On an anarchist acquaintance:] Everything in appearance the most alarmist aunt could wish.

In my earliest memory, my grandfather is bald as a stone and he takes me to see the tigers.

Kate realized she had a grave problem. She was infatuated. Or mildly insane. Possibly both.

It would be wrong to refuse to face the fact that everything is fundamentally sick and sad.

The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.

Ladies know what to guard against, because they read novels that tell them of these tricks.

Explosion without an objective', declared Miles Blundell, 'is politics in its purest form'.

But as with Maxwell's Demon, so now. Either she could not communicate, or he did not exist.

If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about the answers.

Girl, I got my mind. And what goes on in it. Which is to say, I got me...my lonely is mine.

I am in the position of judging people by the best they've ever done rather than the worst.

Black literature is taught as sociology, as tolerance, not as a serious, rigorous art form.

I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.

Cruelty does not make a person dishonest, the same way bravery does not make a person kind.

In the days that follow, it's movement, not stillness, that helps to keep the grief at bay.

Some people believe that I will go nowhere, and maybe they're right, but maybe they're not.

People don't just want a mindless flick with a superstar; they want to connect more deeply.

Love doesn't always come when you want it to. Sometimes it just happens, despite your will.

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