I used to have a great love for Dostoyevsky and Tolstoy, the big boys of the last century.
What we really are matters more than what other people think of us.
The man who has gotten everything he wants is all in favor of peace and order.
Well, I love fishing. I wouldn’t kill a fly myself but I’ve no hesitation in killing a fish. A lot of men are like that. No bother. Out you come. Thump. And that’s not the only reason.
Democracy and socialism are means to an end, not the end itself.
And in a way, that’s been a help to me, because I take great passions for a particular poet – sometimes it lasts for many years, sometimes only for a while. This happens to everybody.
Facts are facts and will not disappear on account of your likes.
The forces in a capitalist society, if left unchecked, tend to make the rich richer and the poor poorer.
All I write about is what’s happened to me and to people I know, and the better I know them, the more likely they are to be written about.
Great causes and little men go ill together.