I cannot imagine a sorrier pursuit than struggling for years to write a book that attempts to appeal to people who do not read in the first place.
Callous greed grows pious very fast.
Freedom costs you a great deal.
One sits uncomfortably on a too comfortable cushion.
The world is out of shapewhen there are hungry men.
Maybe money is unreal for most of us, easier to give away than things we want.
Failure in the theater is more dramatic and uglier than any other form of writing. It costs so much, you feel so guilty.
The best of Mozart's works cannot be even slightly rewritten without diminishment.
This intimacy is not necessary; no one is compelling me to open my inmost self and lay it naked, undefended, against that of another – merely for the joy of the communion.
No matter how much good things are going on around you, you still have them little negative things that just wanna come out in front. But you bottle them in because you have so many other great things, but they still there.
I grew up without a lot of money and my parents grew up with far less money. And that's kept me in line. Really in line.