There are plenty of clever young writers. But there is too much genius, not enough talent."

Those no-sooner-have-I-touched-the-pillow people are past my comprehension. There is something bovine about them.

"The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?"

"We plan, we toil, we suffer in the hope of what? A camel-load of idol's eyes? The title deeds of Radio City? The empire of Asia? A trip to the moon? No, no, no, no. Simply to wake just in time to smell coffee and bacon and eggs."

"When I was young there was no respect for the young, and now that I am old there is no respect for the old. I missed out coming and going."