I think we shall have trouble learning how to lie, having for so long practiced the art of going round and round the truth without ever lying about it, or reaching it either.

A profound love between two people involves, after all, the power and chance of doing profound hurt.

Truth is a matter of the imagination.

I'll make my report as if I told a story, for I was taught as a child on my homeworld that Truth is a matter of the imagination.

The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words.

The king was pregnant.

At the pit's bottom is no anger.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.

But it doesn't take a thousand men to open a door, my lord.""It might to keep it open.

Of course there is no veneer, the process is one of growth, and primitiveness and civilization are degrees of the same thing. If civilization has an opposite, it is war.

Why are my sons followed thus by darkness?'...'Because they were born in the house of flesh, therefore death follows at their heels.

The difficult problems in life always start off being simple. Great affairs always start off being small.

To dare to live alone is the rarest courage since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy in the field than their own hearts in their closet.

In this country your guilty until proven wealthy.

He who is not happy with little will never be happy with much.

If a writer knows enough about what he is writing about, he may omit things that he knows. The dignity of movement of an iceberg is due to only one ninth of it being above water.

It is time to effect a revolution in female manners - time to restore to them their lost dignity. It is time to separate unchangeable morals from local manners.

Reading newspapers in the state of Maine is like paying somebody to tell you lies.

Measure your success by your inner scorecard versus an outer one.

We try to... we are, I suppose to a certain extent all affected and erm, that is both funny and sad I think.

The disasteris not the money, although the money will be missed. The disaster is the disrespect--this belief that the arts are dispensable, that they're not critical to a culture's existence.