The Novel Is A Game Or Joke

I Know Only Enough Of God To Want To Worship Him, By Any Means Ready To Hand.

Art Is Like An Ill-trained Labrador Retriever That Drags You Out Into Traffic.

I Worked So Hard All My Life, And All I Want To Do Now Is Read.

If I Actually Believed That The Progress Of Human Understanding Depended On Our Crop Of Contemporary Novelists, I Would Shoot Myself.

We Live Half Our Waking Lives And All Of Our Sleeping Lives In Some Private, Useless, And Insensible Waters We Never Mention Or Recall.