I closed my own jazz bar so I could be a man who can write novels as I like. I was pleased about that. This pleasure was connected to the pleasure of writing.

Nobody's going to win all the time. On the highway of life you can't always be in the fast lane.

The dead will always be dead, but we have to go on living.

When I start to write, I don't have any plan at all. I just wait for the story to come.

And as the years have passed, the time has grown longer. The sad truth is that what I could recall in five seconds all too needed ten, then thirty, then a full minute - like shadows lengthening at dusk. Someday, I suppose, the shadows will be swallowed up in darkness.

Such wounds to the heart will probably never heal. But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever.

The ones with no imagination are always the quickest to justify themselves.