Women made such swell friends. Awfully swell. In the first place, you had to be in love with a woman to have a bsais of friendship.

Writing, at its best, is a lonely life. Organizations for writers palliate the writer’s loneliness, but I doubt if they improve his writing.

You and me, we’ve made a separate peace.

You know what makes a good loser? Practice.

You never had time to learn. They threw you in and told you the rules and the first time they caught you off base they killed you.