... to die on a kitchen floor at 7 o'clock in the morning while other people are frying eggs is not so rough unless it happens to you.

Without literature, life is hell.

I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but belief is a graveyard.

There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I'm not going to let anybody see you.

there are policemen in the street and angels in the clouds

Fiction is an improvement on life

Before you kill something make sure you have something better to replace it with.