There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you.

Don’t do it. Don’t love me.

The poet, as a rule, is a half-man - a sissy, not a real person, and he is in no shape to lead real men in matters of blood, or courage.

I give you soul. I give you wisdom and light and music and a bit of laughter. Also, I am the world's greatest horseplayer.

I will put on my shoes and shirt and get out of here - it'll be better for all of us.

There was nothing glorious about the life of a drinker or the life of a writer.

Hemingway and Saroyan had the line, the magic of it. The problem was that Hemingway didn't know how to laugh and Saroyan was filled with sugar.