The writer's job is not to judge, but to seek to understand.
Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?
No one you love is ever truly lost.
If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.
Only suckers worry. But he can knock the worry if he takes a Scotch and soda. The hell with what the doctor says. So he rings for one and the steward comes sleepily, and as he drinks it, the speculator is not a sucker now; except for death.
I know that the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started.
But even if I never bought any more clothing ever," I said, "I wouldn't have enough money to buy the Picassos that I want.
You talk like a time-table. Did you have any beautiful adventures?
You should not judge; you should understand.