If you want to get anywhere in religion, you got to keep it sweet.
I watch the stock-car races sometimes but you don't see anything but cars. I know about Fireball Roberts though and I watched an interview with Tiny Lunn. He is a huge dead-serious innocent-faced boy...
I have one of those food-chopper brains that nothing comes out of the way it went in.
I have enough energy to write with and as that is all I have any business doing anyhow, I can with one eye squinted take it all as a blessing.
Having been a Protestant, you may have the feeling that you must feel you believe; perhaps feeling belief is not always an illusion but I imagine it is most of the time; but I can understand the feeli...
Harcourt sent my book to Evelyn Waugh and his comment was: If this is really the unaided work of a young lady, it is a remarkable product. My mother was vastly insulted. She put the emphasis on if and...
Everything that gave her pleasure was small and depressed him.
Don’t let me ever think, dear God, that I was anything but the instrument for Your story-just like the typewriter was mine.
Art requires a delicate adjustment of the outer and inner worlds in such a way that, without changing their nature, they can be seen through each other.
A cloud, the exact color of the boy's hat and shaped like a turnip, had descended over the sun, and another, worse looking, crouched behind the car. Mr. Shiftlet felt that the rottenness of the world...
Sitting with him was like sitting by yourself; he didn't talk except when it suited him. You asked him a question in the morning and he might answer in the afternoon, or he might never.
And if the student finds that this is not to his taste well that is regrettable. Most regrettable. His taste should not be consulted it is being formed.
When a book leaves your hands, it belongs to God. He may use it to save a few souls or to try a few others, but I think that for the writer to worry is to take over God's business.
You can do one thing or you can do another, kill a man or take a tire off his car, because sooner or later you're going to forget what it was you done and just be punished for it.
Woman! do you ever look inside? Do you ever look inside and see what you are not? God!
When he was four years old, his father had brought him home a tin box from the penitentiary. It was orange and had a picture of some peanut brittle on the outside of it and green letters that said, A...
When I think of all I have to be thankful for I wonder that You just don't kill me now because You've done so much for me already & I haven't been particularly grateful.
Man's desire for God is bedded in his unconscious & seeks to satisfy itself in physical possession of another human. This necessarily is a passing, fading attachment in its sensuous aspects since it i...
Listen, lady, he said in a high voice, if I had of been there I would of known and I wouldn't be like I am now. His voice seemed about to crack and the grandmother's head cleared for an instant. She s...
Listen here, Mr. Shiftlet, she said, sliding forward in her chair, you'd be getting a permanent house and a deep well and the most innocent girl in the world. You don't need no money. Lemme tell you s...