It is a blessing to get old. It is a blessing to find the time to do the things, to read the books, to listen to the music. I have nothing now but praise for my life.

And it is through fantasy that children achieve catharsis. It is the best means they have for taming wild things.

'Hansel and Gretel' is one of the scariest stories ever written! Psychotic mother; stupid, inane father.

And the walls became the world all around.

There must be more to life than having everything.

I know that if there’s a purpose for life, it was for me to hear Mozart.

Emeralds,' said the rabbit. 'Emeralds make a lovely gift.

Children do live in fantasy and reality; they move back and forth very easily in a way we no longer remember how to do.

I wish you all good things. Live your life, live your life, live your life.

A book is really like a lover. It arranges itself in your life in a way that is beautiful.

And now," cried Max, "let the wild rumpus start!

But before he could either comfort me or commit further acts of violence upon my person, I spun away from him and made my drama queen moment complete by running away.

I grew up in California, which was not - at least in the '50s and '60s - a cultural oasis by any means. Certainly not Orange County, anyway.

If a man just stops to think what he has to praise God for, he will find there is enough to keep him singing praises for a week.

I did have my moments of despair. It was certainly not - it's not an experience I would like to have again. And then June came along.

Free will without fate is no more conceivable than spirit without matter, good without evil.

Let us not kid ourselves; let us remember that literature is of no use whatever, except in the very special case of somebody's wishing to become, of all things, a Professor of Literature.

Maybe he was a good a good whitecoat—like Jeb. And maybe the moon was made of cream cheese.

How does your experience of one sense affect all the others? In addition to being the conduits of pleasure and pain, your senses are the midwives of intelligence.

All my writing has been an effort to sort out the paradoxes of my life.

I married him for a green card. We had a really great, caring relationship; it just obviously wasn't right for me.