Hack fiction exploits curiosity without really satisfying it or making connections between it and anything else in the world.

Good fiction reveals feeling, refines events, locates importance and, though its methods are as mysterious as they are varied, intensifies the experience of living our own lives.

She was a woman attempting to make some sense of, and get some satisfaction from, a life that seemed to have no more logic than a roulette wheel.

It is guaranteed to put all teeth on edge, including George Washington's, wherever they might be.

[His acting] remains forever fixed in a time that never dates.

We are drawn to Twitter the way we are drawn to the scene of an accident.

Miss Dietrich is not so much a performer as a one-woman environment.

Like Godard, Tati is also remarkably appreciative of the odd beauty that can be revealed in the shapes, patterns and colors created by the technology of planned obsolescence.

Nothing in Death Hunt makes a great deal of sense, though the scenery is rugged and the snowscapes beautiful.

The solemnity of the annual Nobel ceremonies in Stockholm with the cheerful bad taste of the grand opening of a shopping center in Los Angeles.

Carving your own path gets you to greatness quicker than following someone else's trail.

Whoever makes you feelthat deeply and that intensely, deserves to know how they’veimpacted you.

Liberty to the honest man is license to the criminal.

Newspapers, of course, need both news and fanfare. A blending of gossip and truth.

I just want to try to ignore the scrutiny and all the distractions and just play hard basketball and let the best come... Improving game by game and trying to improve my game is what I want to do.

I never thought I would just be doing Arkady books.

Making things difficult for the reader is less an attack on the reader than it is on the age and its facile knowledge-market.

I love my family in Baltimore. But on their side of the family, I love their cousin Charles Thompson, because he's from New York like me.

We're all under the same sky and walk the same earth; we're alive together during the same moment.

So the patient went to the mountains, and do you know what? Next day a telegram arrived for the psychiatrist. The patient said in the telegram, 'I am feeling very happy - why?'