People who believe in politics are like people who believe in God: they are sucking wind through bent straws.

I guess we often get the deep blues, both of us, and wonder what it all means- the people, the buildings, the day by day things, the waste of time, of ourselves.

Some people like what you do, some people hate what you do, but most people simply don't give a damn.

I seldom know what I'm going to write when I sit down. There isn't much agony and sweat of the human spirit involved in doing it. The writing's easy, it's the living that is sometimes difficult.

I would certainly end up forever crying the blues into a coffee cup in a park for old men playing chess or silly games of some sort.

unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it

I write right off the typer. I call it my "machinegun." I hit it hard, usually late at night while drinking wine and listening to classical music on the radio and smoking mangalore ganesh beedies.