The particular source of frustration of women observing their own self-study and measuring their worth as women by the distance they kept from men ne….

The urge for Chinese food is always unpredictable: famous for no occasion, standard fare for no holiday, and the constant as to demand is either whim….

I hate injustice, I despise inequity, I condemn hypocrisy, I abhor the lack of reason..

If on a friend’s bookshelf You cannot find Joyce or Sterne Cervantes, Rabelais, or Burton, You are in danger, face the fact, So kick him first or pun….

Nothing is more subtly destructive than a closed circle of artists feeding on one another. Envy grows from insignificant differences between people, ….

Nothing is quite as bad as being without privacy and lonely at the same time..

Reviewing books is all about coziness. It is all of it a kind of caucus race. Women review women, Jewish writers review and praise Jewish writers, bl….

The man who has faith in logic is always cuckolded by reality..

Book-publishing is all about politics. Agents, editors, which books will be puffed, which ignored, etc..

Yellow is vagueness and luminousness, both..

There is no loneliness like that of a failed marriage..

Brent Berlin and Paul Kay in Basic Color Terms demonstrate exhaustively and empirically, the very simple thesis that anywhere in the world, as a lang….

The ears, which master the face of a dunce, are that part of the head which most publishes stupidity..

Artists are never complete people. But if it's art that completes them, then what is taken away?.

Will I have to use a dictionary to read your book?" asked Mrs. Dodypol. "It depends," says I, "how much you used the dictionary before you read it..

Where there is no style, there is in effect no point of view. There is, essentially, no anger, no conviction, no self. Style is opinion, hung washing….

September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret..

It's true, you can never eat a pet you name. And anyway, it would be like a ventriloquist eating his dummy..

There is a terrible blindness in the love that wants only to accommodate. It's not only to do with omissions and half-truths. It implants a lack of b….

Hypocrisy is the essence of snobbery, but all snobbery is about the problem of belonging..

A lover is never a completely self-reliant person viewing the world through his own eyes, but a hostage to a certain delusion..