Saul Bellow (10 June 1915 – 5 April 2005) was a Canadian-born American writer. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1976 and the National Medal of Arts in 1988.
No realistic, sane person goes around Chicago without protection.
I never yet touched a fig leaf that didn't turn into a price tag.
Once you had read the Psychopathology of Everyday Life, you knew that everyday life was psychopathology.
I think that New York is not the cultural center of America, but the business and administrative center of American culture.
We mustn't forget how quickly the visions of genius become the canned goods of intellectuals.
We are all such accidents. We do not make up history and culture. We simply appear, not by our own choice. We make what we can of our condition with the means available. We must accept the mixture as we find it — the impurity of it, the tragedy of it, the hope of it.
All human accomplishment has the same origin, identically. Imagination is a force of nature. Is this not enough to make a person full of ecstasy? Imagination, imagination, imagination. It converts to actual. It sustains, it alters, it redeems!
There is only one way to defeat the enemy, and that is to write as well as one can. The best argument is an undeniably good book.
Goodness is achieved not in a vacuum, but in the company of other men, attended by love.