If we would have new knowledge, we must get a whole world of new questions.
Writing is like mining for gold hidden in the hillsides of your mind.
All is race - there is no other truth.
I am very attracted by bad taste-it is a lot more exciting than that supposed good taste which is nothing more than a standardized way of looking at things.
We live a pleasant life shopping at the Food Shoppe. . . taking the kids to the Weinery-Beanery,. . . and eating bran flakes. . . and then, with no warning, we wake up one morning stricken with middle age, full of loneliness, dumb, in pain. Our work is useless, our vocation is lost, and nobody cares about us at all. This is not bearable. In despair, we go do something spectacularly dumb, like run away with Amber the cocktail waitress, and suddenly all the women in our life look at us with unmitigated disgust.
Success is not a good teacher, failure makes you humble.