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.

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

Oh, I don’t mean you’re handsome, not the way people think of handsome. Your face seems kind. But your eyes - they’re beautiful. They’re wild, crazy, like some animal peering out of a forest on fire.

I don't think I have written a poem when I was completely sober. But I have written a few good ones or a few bad ones under the hammer of a black hangover when I didn't know whether another drink or a blade would be the best thing.

Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.

I would give anything for a female's hand on me tonight. they soften a man and then leave him listening to the rain.

Death meant little to me. It was the last joke in a series of bad jokes.