Nobody loves life like an old man.
Let the mad find wisdom in their madness for the sane, and let the sane be grateful.
I firmly believe that a story is only as good as the villain.
Nothing ever begins. There is no first moment; no single word or place from which this or any other story springs.
I don't like to make a distinction between the writer and the painter , finally , because I do both things anyway. Everybody's dreaming and trying to put down their dreams in the way that their hand knows best. I feel as much a unity , as much comradeship , with painters as I do writers.
We burn so hard, but we shed so little light; it makes us crazy and sad.
…there’s nothing in the world more fun than doing something you’re good at.
In proportion to the size of the vessel of faith, brought by us to the Lord, is the measure we draw out of His overflowing grace.
The dog ran into the kitchen, stuck his nose in Grandma's crotch, and snuffled. Dang," Grandma said. "Guess my new perfume really works. I'm gonna have to try it out at the seniors meeting.
On the train: staring hypnotized at the blackness outside the window, feeling the incomparable rhythmic language of the wheels, clacking out nursery rhymes, summing up moments of the mind like the chant of a broken record: god is dead, god is dead. going, going, going. and the pure bliss of this, the erotic rocking of the coach. France splits open like a ripe fig in the mind; we are raping the land, we are not stopping.
A good fragrance is really a powerful cocktail of memories and emotion.