Also, that men fall into two classes--those who forget views and those who remember them, even in small rooms.

A whim, a passing mood, readily induces the novelist to move hearth and home elsewhere. He can always plead work as an excuse to get him out of the clutches of bothersome hosts.

When a man who is drinking neat gin starts talking about his mother he is past all argument.

The lucky man is he who knows how much to leave to chance.

The work is with me when I wake up in the morning; it is with me while I eat my breakfast in bed and run through the newspaper, while I shave and bathe and dress.

Novel writing wrecks homes.

Perhaps that suspicion of fraud enhances the flavor.

A man who writes for a living does not have to go anywhere in particular, and he could rarely afford to if he wanted.

Novel writing is far and away the most exhausting work I know.

There is no other way of writing a novel than to begin at the beginning at to continue to the end.

I'd rather be in trouble for having done something than for not having done anything.

Let us tenderly and kindly cherish, therefore, the means of knowledge. Let us dare to read, think, speak, and write.

Be kind. Aim for my heart.

There are many stressed single parents who may be working two jobs in order to keep the family together.

A miracle is not the breaking of physical laws, but rather represents laws which are incomprehensible to us.

You want to picture yourself being on top and doing amazing gymnastics.

As for me, I'm just passin' through this planet.

Water is essential to life! It's also great for keeping your skin looking good and healthy, which is an added bonus.

Not knowing everything is all that makes it OK, sometimes.

Art is an investigation.

I'm sorry I didn't wear paint this morning. I tend not to wear it unless I'm getting highly paid.