timeliness is an enemy to art.

November at its best - with a sort of delightful menace in the air.

I love old moons. There is something humanized about them; they are dulled a little, and rich in color. One can stare all night at an old moon.

Songs are usually unfit for whistling - indeed, whistling (except to the person doing it) is unbearable.

a sarcastic expression, on a beast, is far more sinister than rage.

Fingers get habits - have memories of their own.

A farm is like a very large and extended baby. It takes a great deal of time and very little mentality.

What a strange joy it was to talk, to fish gleefully into the past and fling its fragments about us, with the unfailing aroma of pleasantness that pasts always seem to possess!

How different a loved and familiar spot appears, when viewed with the eye of probable guests.

the breeze brought us a faint sound, as of a distant rat, a huge and mystic rat, gnawing, maybe, at the horizon!

She was another gift, surely, to us all. She was a happiness that made me cry.

You're only as good as you are now - not as good as you were before.

Trying to be a leader, you've got to be really sure of what you're doing and you've got to guide people the right way.

I'm looking forward to being able to retire from being a public figure and being able to afford to be myself!

Writing fiction, like reading fiction, is a practice in empathy.

I can't expect people to decide that they will change with me, so I can see why I'm on the old side.

If one takes care of the means, the end will take care of itself.

Death is much simpler than birth; it is merely a continuation. Birth is the mystery, not death.

At night a candle's brighter than the sun

Even if you lie to me...that's okay. I'll be satisfied with as much of yourself as you can give me.