Homesickness is nothing. Fifty percent of the people in the world are homesick all the time.

A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for Gilbey's gin, a stooped figure sitting at the edge of a hotel bed, heaving copious sighs like the autumn wind.

It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.

All literary men are Red Sox fans - to be a Yankee fan in a literate society is to endanger your life.

That's the way I remember them, heading for an exit.

Fear tastes like a rusty knife and do not let her into your house.

Fiction is art and art is the triumph over chaos… to celebrate a world that lies spread out around us like a bewildering and stupendous dream.

Art is the triumph over chaos.

I've been homesick for countries I've never been, and longed to be where I couldn't be.

Then it is dark; it is a night where kings in golden suits ride elephants over the mountains.

My veins are filled, once a week with a Neapolitan carpet cleaner distilled from the Adriatic and I am as bald as an egg. However I still get around and am mean to cats.

Hope is a flowing stream.

O Love of God, do this for me: Maintain a constant victory.

An idol is what man makes and then has to carry. God makes a man and then carries him.

I know my own nation best. That's why I despise it the most. And know and love my own people, too, the swine. I'm a patriot. A dangerous man.

Psychoanalysts seem to be long on information and short on application.

By placing confidence in violent means, one has chosen the very type of struggle with which the oppressors nearly always have superiority.

I don't think everybody has a right to a weapon which can be used to kill innocent people and maybe threaten the life of a president of the United States.

The great seal of truth is simplicity.

Some people don't do well simply because they don't feel well.

All the products that are sold to us - those anti-aging products - are telling us that there's a due date.