New York Is The Only Real City-city.

There Is Such An Animal As A Nonstylist, Only They're Not Writers - They're Typists.

I Don't Want To Own Anything Until I Find A Place Where Me And Things Go Together.

The Way His Plump Hand Clutched At Her Hip Seemed Somehow Improper; Not Morally, Aesthetically.

It Takes A Lot Of Bad Writing To Get To A Little Good Writing.

Never Demean Yourself By Talking Back To A Critic, Never. Write Those Letters To The Editor In Your Head, But Don't Put Them On Paper.