Earned a bachelor's at 27, then an M.F.A. that is still completely unused and in mint condition, never taken out of the box.
For a book to function... it has to be a functioning reality. The character has to be real, and I imagine that's exactly what happens for a spy who is in deep cover.
Extreme law is often extreme injustice.
In twenty-first-century America, our stories have become one and the same: we work to consume, we live to consume, we are what we consume.
There was no last animal I treated. When young farm lads started to help me over the gate into a field or a pigpen, to make sure the old fellow wouldn't fall, I started to consider retiring.
You must welcome change as the rule but not as your ruler.
Personally, I have nothing against work, particularly when performed, quietly and unobtrusively, by someone else. I just don't happen to think it's an appropriate subject for an 'ethic.'
You make 'em, I amuse 'em.
A kitten is chiefly remarkable for rushing about like mad at nothing whatever, and generally stopping before it gets there.
Perhaps our only sickness is to desire a truth which we cannot bear rather than to rest content with the fictions we manufacture out of each other.
This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.
Eros will have naked bodies; Friendship naked personalities.
Miracles do not, in fact, break the laws of nature.
A young man who wishes to remain a sound atheist cannot be too careful of his reading.
If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...