The Wild Stuff Is All

My Best Stories Come Out Of Nowhere, With No Concern For Form At All.

If You Are Able To Explain Suffering, A Man Once Told Him, You Weren't Really There.

I Do Believe That As You Write More And Age, The Arrogance And Most Of The Vanity Goes. Or It Is A Vanity Met With Vast Gratitude, That You Were Hit By Something As You Stood In The Way Of It, That Anybody Is Listening.

What A Bog And Labyrinth The Human Essence Is... We Are All Overbrained And Overemotioned.

I Wouldn't Buy Somebody's Album On A Dare If They Called Him A Musician's Musician. I Don't Write To Be A Writer's Writer. I Don't Want To Be Like The Little-magazine Writer.