Rereading places you at the point where it has to go on, knowing it is as good as you can get it up to there. There is always juice somewhere.

You're not a moron. You're only a case of arrested development.

Always stop for the day while you still know what will happen next.

The great thing is to last and get your work done and see and hear and learn and understand; and write when there is something that you know; and not before, and not too damned much after.

Some lived in it and never felt it but he knew it all was nada y pues nada y nada y pues nada.

Got tight last night on absinthe and did knife tricks. Great success shooting the knife underhand into the piano. The woodworms are so bad and eat hell out of all the furniture that you can always claim the woodworms did it.

He would lie in the bed and finally, with daylight, he would go to sleep. After all, he said to himself, it is probably only insomnia. Many must have it.