The romance of travel wasn't always terribly evident to those who were actually experiencing it.

It was a lot more fun to get famous than to be famous.

Tunney has all the makings of a hero – he was clean living, intelligent, polite, reasonably good-looking – but, like Lou Gehrig, he lacked the chemistry that stirred affection.

The boy gathers materials for a temple, and then when he is thirty, concludes to build a woodshed

When a professor insists computer science is X but not Y, have compassion for his graduate students.

I’m not a bloody cockroach. What’s all this about? What are you trying to find out?

The amount which cannot be harnessed and domesticated, but insists on its own form of activity rather than one which is offered ready made, is the energy used for the creation of art.

I think it would be lovely to see some features on a disc of 'The Rocketeer,' with some reminiscing. I think that would be dynamite.

There's always competition out there. That's what makes life exciting.

My writing improved the more I wrote - and the more I read good writing, from Shakespeare on down.

I had [at school] my own little posse of people that all felt weird together so it wasn't so lonely.

I think of novels as houses. You live in them over the course of a long period, both as a reader and as a writer.

What? Are you still pretending you are separate from the Beloved?