I read the Life magazine articles about free love and free dope in California. At age 20 I drove to Los Angeles.

Detroit... where 'mother' is half a word.

I grew up in Detroit. So my mother always loved big band music.

I'm just as insufferable and useless as every other dad is. The dynamic never changes, no matter what you do for a living.

I've read somewhere that when you're writing, you should stop while you're doing well so you always want to go back to work.

Money was a much saner goal than adoration. They'll both drive you crazy but if I'm going to blow my brains out for five years, I want something to show for it.

People don't care how you feel. You need to paint pictures, you need to tell stories. That's what people want. They want to be entertained. Then all of the other stuff kind of filters across as part of the whole thing.