Occupation: Writer Birth: August 22, 1920 Death: June 5, 2012
It was a pleasure to burn..
I am a librarian. I discovered me in the library. I went to find me in the library. Before I fell in love with libraries, I was just a six-year-old b….
Sandwich outdoors isn’t a sandwich anymore. Tastes different than indoors, notice? Got more spice. Tastes like mint and pinesap. Does wonders for the….
It is a lie to write in such way as to be rewarded by fame offered you by some snobbish quasi-literary groups in the intellectual gazettes..
One year Halloween came on October 24, three hours after midnight. At that time, James Nightshade of 97 Oak Street was thirteen years, eleven months,….
People try to force things. It's disastrous. Just leave your mind alone. Your intuition knows what it wants to write, so get out of the way..
In our time the search for extraterrestrial life will eventually change our laws, our religions, our philosophies, our arts, our recreations, as wel….
The whole concept of higher education is negated unless the sole criterion used to determine if students qualify is the grades they score on standard….
Books are flesh-and-blood ideas and cry out, silently, when put to the torch..
This was all he wanted now. Some signs that the immense world would accept him and give him the long time he needed to think all the things that must….
Reading is at the center of our lives. The library is our brain. Without the library, you have no civilization..
I came on the old and best ways of writing through ignorance and experiment and was startled when truths leaped out of brushes like quail before guns….
To everything there is a season. Yes. A time to break down, and a time to build up. Yes. A time to keep silence and a time to speak. Yes..
Ask no guarantees, ask for no security, there never was such an animal. And if there was it would be related to the great sloth which hangs upside do….
I know you've heard it a thousand times before. But it's true - hard work pays off. If you want to be good, you have to practice, practice, practice.….
Last night I thought about all the kerosene I've used in the past ten years. And I thought about books. And for the first time I realized that a man ….
The one sure way I can dishonor myself is by worrying about my reputation..
Don’t think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity..
Don't think about things, just do them; don't predict them, just make them..
I believe in having fun first, and along the way, if you teach people, if you influence people, well and good..
How many times can a man go down and still be alive?.