You long for success? Start at the bottom; dig down.

It is an author's most solemn obligation to honor truth. If the free and independent writer does not speak truth to power, who will?

Once upon a time, I dreamed of becoming a great man. Later, a good man. Now, finally, I find it difficult enough and honor enough to be -- a man.

Fence straddlers have no balls. In compensation, however, they enjoy a comfortable seat and can retreat swiftly, when danger threatens, to either side of the fence. There is something to be said for every position.

Men come and go, cities rise and fall, whole civilizations appear and disappear-the earth remains, slightly modified. The earth remains, and the heartbreaking beauty where there are no hearts to break....I sometimes choose to think, no doubt perversely, that man is a dream, thought an illusion, and only rock is real. Rock and sun.

What did Jesus say to the headwaiter at the Last Supper? 'Separate checks, please.'

Beware of your wishes: They will probably come true.