There was a sky somewhere above the tops of the buildings, with stars and a moon and all the things there are in a sky, but they were content to think of the distant street lights as planets and stars. If the lights prevented you from seeing the heavens, then preform a little magic and change reality to fit the need. The street lights were now planets and stars and moon.

It seems to me that what the artist sees is the simple and obvious that is invisible to everybody else.

An extraordinary writer....It is the vastness of Nick Tosches’ heart that makes it possible to reveal the darkness.

The resistance and the degree of the resistance to the natural phenomenon of life causes tremendous suffering.

All the energy of their frustration and fear going into their laughter.

... I started to die 36 hours before I was born, so dying was a way of life for me.

One of the things I have become aware of through the years is how much I love the people I write about.