Life without music would be an intolerable insult.

My books always make the best-seller lists in Wolf Hole, Arizona, and Hanksville, Utah.

A man is not aware of his virtues (if any). Nevertheless, one hopes that they exist.

How can I be so evil? It ain't easy.

To meet God or Medusa face to face, even if it means risking everything human in myself. I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with the nonhuman world and yet somehow survives still intact individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

The true, unacknowledged purpose of capital punishment is to inspire fear and awe -- fear and awe of the State.

All power rests on hierarchy: An army is nothing but a well-organized lynch mob.