There is nothing as dull as an intellectual ally after a certain age.

Time is a circus, always packing up and moving away.

Love is the magician that pulls him out of his own hat.

The honors Hollywood has for the writer are as dubious as tissue-paper cuff links.

Prejudice is a raft onto which the shipwrecked mind clambers and paddles to safety.

Chicago is a sort of journalistic Yellowstone Park, offering haven to a last herd of fantastic bravos.

Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time by watching the second hand of a clock.

A man nearly always loves for other reasons than he thinks. A lover is apt to be as full of secrets from himself as is the object of his love from him.

Bad writing is not easier than good writing. It's just as hard to make a toilet seat as it is a castle window. Only the view is different.

The movies are an eruption of trash that has lamed the American mind and retarded Americans from becoming cultured people.

Television excites me because it seems to be the last stamping ground of poetry, the last place where I hear women's hair rhapsodically described, women's faces acclaimed in odelike language.

I'm always amazed that people will stand around books for hours and only look at the spine. I think I should write a book called "the power of having a spine" - #metaphor

SOME PEOPLE SIMPLY DO NOT EXIST ANYMORE. GET USED TO IT. QUESTION MARK.

Don't walk behind me I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

I've done a number of things based on real people or true stories or based on books, and I'm a great believer that you have to be true to the script.

A mind is a terrible thing to waste.

The virtue of man is, in a word, the great proof of God.

It seems an obvious thing to say, but you should not imagine that we Pakistanis are all potential terrorists, just as we should not imagine that you Americans are all undercover assassins.

This looks like a job for inadvisably applied magic if ever I saw one.

What color is in a picture, enthusiasm is in life.

The wind, a sightless laborer, whistles at his task.