The novel's spirit is the spirit of complexity. . . . The novel's spirit is the spirity of continuity . . . a thing made to last, to connect the past with the future.

The termites of reduction have always gnawed away at life: even the greatest love ends up as a skeleton of feeble memories.

Every situation is of man's making and can only contain what man contains.

The novel is born not of the theoretical spirit but of the spirit of humor.

Enriched vocabularies someone had (and used) are produced by a boundless wondrous mind. Sometime with a non mediocre experience also.

Doing what needs to be done may not make you happy, but it will make you great.

Never test good people because they are like diamonds. when you hit them, they will not break but they will only slip away from your life

Because the Empire controls the media, we can turn any news to the Emperor's advantage.

We're each other's questions, aren't we? The question that never gets an answer.

Do you remember a time when men were men? When they would do anything for love, for their friends or for their country?'No, I don't, but at least I would love to read about those men!

A great deal of my battle, as an actor, is to widdle away the things that make me self-conscious and try to trick myself into not being self-conscious.

People communicate in Twittering ways. I've learned how to do that.

...It was one of the great livery-stableman's most masterly intuitions to have discovered that Americans want to get away from amusement even more quickly than they want to get to it.

If God treats you well by teaching you a disastrous lesson, you never forget it.