Occupation: Author Birth: October 16, 1919 Death: May 26, 2003
They had stopped now and he gave a glance up at the sky, through the trees, as though to see how much time was left. Amber, watching him, was suddenl….
There's an old press-agents' slogan that's good advice: Don't read your publicity - weigh it..
The only genius that's worth anything is the genius for hard work..
the end of anything is a relief. In every relationship, even the most valuable, there are certain unpleasant tensions - and the ending of it snaps th….
Marygreen did not change in sixteen years. It had changed little enough in the past two years..
I think Americans love success - but hate the people who have it..
Most people are so busy knocking themselves out trying to do everything they think they should, they never get around to do what they want to do..
Adultery is not a crime, it's an amusement..
Half the joys and half the sorrows of this world are discovered in bed..
Charm is the ability to make someone else think that both of you are pretty wonderful..
Success is often harder to take than failure..
There's one thing I've always known: You can let people suspect anything else about you, but you must never let them suspect you of knowing what you'….
... maybe that's all anyone who writes or paints or sculpts is doing anyway -- excusing themselves for refusing to live like other people or be like ….
there are only two ways to make a lot [of money] while you're young: One is to entertain the public; and the other is to cheat it..
[Sex] is something big and cosmic. What else do we have? There's only birth and death and the union of two people - and sex is the only one that happ….
War makes strangers bedfellows..
It seemed that up until this moment she had been only half alive..
If you had better sense you’d have learned by now that nothing thrives so well as wickedness.
I've got a penny-ante talent, out of which I try to drum up a living for myself. And what nobody seems to realize is that it's just as difficult to g….
She was luxuriously tired and her muscles felt sore from the unaccustomed strain of riding astride. Nothing had ever tasted so good as the cool golde….
Everything matters, but nothing matters very much..