To create art means to be crazy alone forever.

What a weary time those years were -- to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.

If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.

As we go on with our lives we tend to forget that the jails and the hospitals and the madhouses and the graveyards are packed.

The trouble with these people is that their cities have never been bombed and their mothers have never been told to shut up.

Sundays kill more people than bombs.

Trouble and pain were what kept a man alive. Or trying to avoid trouble and pain. It was a full time job.