What can I tell you, except the stupid little I know? William Saroyan More Quotes by William Saroyan More Quotes From William Saroyan The basic truth of all things, as nearly as we may ever dream of determining and knowing this truth, is form, that which is, as it is. The way and shape of the thing no less than the thing itself. William Saroyan knowingtruthdream The order I found was the order of disorder William Saroyan disorderfoundorder I'm no Armenian. I'm an American. Well, the truth is I am both and neither. I love Armenia and I love America and I belong to both, but I am only this: an inhabitant of the earth, and so are you, whoever you are. I tried to forget Armenia but I couldn't do it. William Saroyan armeniaearthamerica I have an idea that most of all he is running away from love, because it's too big and too demanding. He's running away from us--from you, from me, from his sister, from himself, too. Who wants to be himself, who wants to be so little, and so captured and limited? William Saroyan wantrunningideas Every man is correct in asking God why he is stuck with himself, and his rotten luck. William Saroyan luckselfmen I don't think my writing is sentimental, although it is a very sentimental thing to be a human being. William Saroyan sentimentalwritingthinking I became a writer because during several of the most important years of my life, writing seemed to me to be the most unreal, unattractive, and unecessary idea ever imposed upon the human race. William Saroyan writingyearsideas What a lonely and silly thing it is to be an Armenian writer in America. William Saroyan lonelysillyamerica You write a hit play the same way you write a flop. William Saroyan playwritingway The people you hate, well, this is the question about such people: why do you hate them? William Saroyan people-you-hatehatepeople It is a pity, in my opinion, that no prize exists for the writer who best refrains from adding to the world's bad books. William Saroyan opinionbookworld How do you write? You write, man, you write, that's how, and you do it the way the old English walnut tree puts forth leaf and fruit every year by the thousands. . . . If you practice an art faithfully, it will make you wise, and most writers can use a little wising up. William Saroyan wisewritingart San Francisco is a world to explore. It is a place where the heart can go on a delightful adventure. William Saroyan san-franciscoheartadventure Every artist is in everything he creates, and indeed if the truth is told, every person is in his life, in his work, whatever his work may be, and this is visible in his face, figure, stance, movement, and totality. William Saroyan movementartistmay Writers are a fascinating breed, because there are so many kinds of them, they are made by so many circumstances, conditions, and mysteries, and there are so many ways for writing to be done. William Saroyan donewritingway Whoever the kid had been, whoever had had the grand attitude, has finally heeded the admonishment of parents, teachers, governments, religions, and the law: )You just change your attitude now please, young man. William Saroyan attitudeteacherkids I have never received a telephone call that justified the excitement and fuss of the electronics involved. If I can't see somebody I love, for instance, such as a daughter, or a son, I would rather receive a letter. William Saroyan daughtertechnologyson There could be no extreme vanity in my recognition of myself, if in fact there could be any at all. William Saroyan recognitionvanityfacts Armenag Saroyan was the failed poet, the failed Presbyterian preacher, the failed American, the failed theological student. William Saroyan preacherpoetstudents Armenag Saroyan. A good man of whom the worst that anybody was willing to say, was that he was too good for this world. William Saroyan good-manmenworld
