Occupation: Writer Birth: November 28, 1896 Death: November 14, 1965
The basis of tragedy is man's helplessness against disease, war and death; the basis of comedy is man's helplessness against vanity (the vanity of lo….
I realize more and more how instinctively pessimistic I am of all human kindness -- since I am always so bowled over by it -- and am never surprised ….
Rage swept over her at being young, young and little, as if some evil fairy had put that spell on her. Why must you be locked up in this dreadful cag….
There is something more annoying than pleasant in finding neighbors from back home chiselling in on your own exclusive New York. It mitigates your tr….
I cannot exist without the oxygen of laughter..
A capacity for going overboard is a requisite for a full-grown mind..
The human comedy is always tragic, but since its ingredients are always the same - dupe, fox, straight, like burlesque skits - the repetition through….
The artist who really loves people loves them so well the way they are he sees no need to disguise their characteristics-he loves them whole, without….
A writer's business is minding other people's business ... all the vices of the village gossip are the virtues of the writer..
All Americans come from Ohio originally, if only briefly..
A novel must be a rich forest known at the start only by instinct..
Joe and Jojo and I had lovely day together. I love Joe so much - more and more..
I think we will have a boy baby and he will be born on the 20th of August. Everyone else has a girl baby and at times I don't believe I should mind h….
Hold fast to whatever fragments of love that exist, for sometimes a mosaic is more beautiful than an unbroken pattern..
There is really one city for everyone just as there is one major love..
I want so much for my lover. At night when our beds are drawn close together I waken and see his dear yellow head on the pillow - sometimes his arm t….
For a genius to be a genius, he must have a selfless slave between himself and the world..
A novel is like a gland pill - it nips off the cream of my hysterics and gets them running on track in a book where they belong instead of rioting al….
You woke in the morning with the weight of doom on your head. You lay with eyes shut wondering why you dreaded the day; was it a debt, was it a lost ….
Yet better for one of my nature to have it that way than to have life a peaceful, placid flow of quiet contentment. I must have days of rushing excit….
An evening up on the Empire State roof-the strangest experience. The huge tomb in steel and glass, the ride to the 84th floor and there, under the cl….