A writer writes a book. People read it. You don't know what they're reading, really. You read a review and think, "That is so inaccurate. You can't h….

In 1957, I decided: write or perish..

I like to write about certain things that if they are not written about are not going to exist..

Life is weather. Life is meals..

Children are our crop, our fields, our earth. They are birds let loose into darkness. They are errors renewed. Still, they are the only source from w….

I am afraid of him, of all men who are successful in love..

Being somebody: it's one of the ideas in life, no? That's what my father made clear to me. The importance of being somebody. He wanted to be somebody….

Events need their invitation, dissolutions their start..

As I look back, I see that life is like a game of solitaire and every once in a while there is a move..

I'm tired of my life, my clothes, the things I say. I'm hacking away at the surface, as at some kind of gray ice, trying to break through to what is ….

In the war time many of the publishing houses were privately owned, a single publisher or a publisher and a few associates who were responsible for e….

He liked to read with the silence and the golden color of the whiskey as his companions. He liked food, people, talk, but reading was an inexhaustibl….

I don't fear death. I'm not obsessed with it the way everybody else seems to be..

Normally, what you’re envious of is a book, not a writer: standards, ideas, levels … almost nonexistent things..

Sometimes you are aware when your great moments are happening, and sometimes they rise from the past. Perhaps it's the same with people..

Dialogue's a method of revelation, of course. A few words of dialogue can reveal worlds about a character..

I like men who have known the best and the worst, whose life has been anything but a smooth trip. Storms have battered them, they have lain, sometime….

Women fall in love when they get to know you. Men are just the opposite. When they finally know you they're ready to leave.

Certain things I remember exactly as they were. They are merely discolored a bit by time, like coins in the pocket of a forgotten suit. Most of the d….

There is no complete life. There are only fragments. We are born to have nothing, to have it pour through our hands. And yet, this pouring, this floo….

On the Internet, everyone is writing. There is a great flowering of writing..