Philosophers are divided on the question of whether the narrative therein unfolded [the Crossman Diaries] is grippingly boring or boringly gripping.

You should never trust anyone who listens to Mahler before they're forty.

If an artist is any good at all, then he or she will have a later phase that's more interesting than the early one.

People should be stopped from writing poetry. There's far too much of it. And if they're any good, they'll go ahead anyways.

The entrée wasn't tender enough to be a paving stone and the gravy couldn't have been primordial soup because morphogenesis was already taking place.

The provincial intellectual is doomed to arguing at low level... there is still no Australian literary world, not in Sydney, Melbourne, Adelaide. It is some consolation to realise that there is no literary world in Birmingham or Los Angeles either. I have heard there is one in Montreal, but I don't believe it. The literary world is in London and New York, the only cities big enough to sustain magazines which can afford to reject copy.

Stop worrying, nobody gets out of this world alive.