Solitude causes us to write because it causes us to think.
Get your dirty stinking moron knees off my chest.
Don't hate me because I can't remember some person immediately. Especially when they look like everybody else, and talk and dress and act like everybody else.
It's not too bad when the sun's out, but the sun only comes out when it feels like coming out.
The room was not impressively large, even by Manhattan apartment-house standards, but its accumulated furnishings might have lent a snug appearance to a banquet hall in Valhalla.
Phooey, I say, on all white-shoe college boys who edit their campus literary magazines. Give me an honest con man any day.
I’m not going to bed after all. Somebody around here hath murdered sleep. Good for him.
He is a dull observer whose experience has not taught him the reality and force of magic, as well as of chemistry.
The Iranian government as a whole has no relationship with my films. They're not particularly interested, perhaps this kind of cinema is not very interesting to them.
I wrote for a weekly magazine and then edited a literary magazine, but I did not really feel comfortable with the profession of journalism itself
That discussion can take place only in an atmosphere in which illegal immigration is a memory of the past, no longer with us, allowing us to weigh the different options available based on the new circumstances at the time.