I was so thin I could slice bread with my shoulderblades, only I seldom had bread.

to fight for each minute is to fight for what is possible within yourself, so that your life and your death will not be like theirs.

I went home each night dizzy and sick. He was murdering me with the sound of his voice.

hate contains truth. beauty is a facade.

If I stop writing I am dead. And that's the only way I'll stop: dead.

When a writer is swayed with his fame and his fortune, you can float him down the river with the turds.

Dog is much admired by Man because he believes in the hand which feeds him. A perfect set-up. For 13 cents a day you've got a hired killer who thinks you are god. A dog can't tell a Nazi from a Republican from a Commie from a Democrat and, many times, neither can I.