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It used to be said that by a certain age a man had the face that he deserved. Nowadays, he has the face he can afford.

Never content just to be, America is also obliged to mean; America signifies, hence its constant and riveting vulnerability to illusion.

Of all the forces, love is the strangest. ... Love can make a woman pick up a bus, or it can crush a man under the weight of a feather. Or it just lets everything go on as it was yesterday and will be tomorrow. That's the kind of force love is.

Pornographic sex is a kind of sex that can be described. Which told you something, he felt, about pornography, and about sex. During Keith's time, sex divorced itself from feeling. Pornography was the industrialization of that rift.

Someone watches over us when we write. Mother. Teacher. Shakespeare. God.

You know, it's not the rich who're really different from us. It's the beautiful.

In the seventeenth century, it is said, there was a dissociation of sensibility. The poets could no longer think and feel at the same time.[…] All we are saying is that something analogous happened while the children of the Golden Age were becoming men and women. Feeling was already separated from thought. And then feeling was separated from sex.

People are chaotic quiddities living in one cave each. They pass the hours in amorous grudge and playback and thought-experiment. At the camp fire they put the usual fraction on exhibit, and listen to their own silent gibber about how they're feeling and how they're going down. We've been there. Death helps. Death gives us something to do. Because it's a fulltime job looking the other way.

Envy is negative empathy.

The arms race is a race between nuclear weapons and ourselves.

Love is blind; but it makes you see the blind man, teetering on the roadside; it makes you seek him out with eyes of love.

Weapons are like money; no one knows the meaning of enough.