Writing is about hypnotizing yourself into believing in yourself, getting some work done, then unhypnotizing yourself and going over the material coldly.

I naturally prefer the company of people who hold grudges, as long as they are not held against me.

only grieving can heal grief; the passage of time will lessen the acuteness, but time alone, without the direct experience of grief, will not heal it.

Rationality squeezes out much that is rich and juicy and fascinating.

The world is always going to be dangerous, and people get badly banged up, but how can there be more meaning than helping one another stand up in a wind and stay warm?

Nothing can be delicious when you are holding your breath.

No one can appropriate God, goodness, the Bible or Jesus. It just seems that way.