The other day I read that last year 58 million tourists came to New York ... where a puny eight million people are trying to live. Unless they own a hotel chain, I don't think a single one of these eight million people are happy about this.

When I was a kid, the people of my generation didn't want to be writers, they wanted to be rock stars. Rock and roll was not just entertainment, it was the center of people's lives. When I was young, it was exciting and interesting.

Once you go outside your natural audience, there are tons of people that don't like you.

I woke up at five o'clock in the morning with the whole first paragraph in my head. Now, this just shows what a slothful person I am: I tried to go back to sleep.

I'm sure that being sober all these years accounts for my ill humor.

remember this: no matter how politely or distinctly you ask a Parisian a question he will persist in answering you in French.

No one I knew talked about money. It's not an area of interest.