The days of the digitals are numbered. The metaphor is built into them like a self-destruct mechanism.
Public postures have the configuration of private derangement.
Words... They're innocent, neutral, precise, standing for this, describing that, meaning the other, so if you look after them you can build bridges across incomprehension and chaos. But when they get their corners knocked off, they're no good any more... I don't think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little or make a poem which children will speak for you when you're dead.
Better a fallen rocket than never a burst of light.
A man speaking sense to himself is no madder than a man speaking nonsense not to himself
It's no trick loving somebody at their best. Love is loving them at their worst.
Every exit is an entry somewhere.
It's better to be quotable than to be honest.
This thing here, which looks like a wooden club, is actually several pieces of particular wood cunningly put together in a certain way so that the whole thing is sprung, like a dance floor. it's for hitting cricket balls with. If you get it right, the cricket ball will travel two hundred yards in four seconds, and all you've done is give it a knock like knocking the top off a bottle of stout, and it makes a noise like a trout taking a fly. What we're trying to do is to write cricket bats, so that when we throw up an idea and give it a little knock, it might...travel.
Age is a high price to pay for maturity.
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