The value of marriage is not that adults produce children, but that children produce adults.
I write when I’m inspired, and I see to it that I’m inspired at nine o’clock every morning.
Life is a zoo in a jungle.
The difficulty with marriage is that we fall in love with a personality, but must live with a character.
Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.
I love being a writer. What I can’t stand is the paperwork.
A suburban mother’s role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after.
It is the final proof of God’s omnipotence that he need not exist in order to save us.
Sometimes I write drunk and revise sober, and sometimes I write sober and revise drunk. But you have to have both elements in creation – the Apollonian and the Dionysian, or spontaneity and restraint, emotion and discipline.
The bonds of matrimony are like any other bonds – they mature slowly.
When I see a paragraph shrinking under my eyes like a strip of bacon in a skillet, I know I’m on the right track.
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.
A hundred years ago Hester Prynne of The Scarlet Letter was given an A for adultery; today she would rate no better than a C-plus.
The universe is like a safe to which there is a combination. But the combination is locked up in the safe.
I was thinking that we all learn by experience, but some of us have to go to summer school.