Smiles Are The Language Of Love.

Writers Always Sound Insufferably Smug When They Sit Back And Assert That Their Job Is Only To Ask Questions And Not To Answer Them. But, In Good Part, It Is True. And Once You Become Committed To One Particular Answer, Your Freedom To Ask New Questions Is Seriously Impaired.

Purity Is The Feminine, Truth The Masculine Of Honor.

Thought Is The Wind And Knowledge The Sail.

I Think The Novel Is The American Form Because People Read It In Private, And The Only Valuable Things That Happen In America Happen In Private Life, Because Public Life Is A Dead Loss.

I'm Trying To Write Something In Which You Know That It's All About Sex But You Never See Any.