Life was not longer something to endure, but to live.

My writing is inspired by just about everything, yet I am unaware of so much of the process.

The voice so filled with nostalgia that you could almost see the memories floating through the blue smoke, memories not only of music and joy and youth, but perhaps, of dreams. They listened to the music, each hearing it in his own way, feeling relaxed and a part of the music, a part of each other, and almost a part of the world.

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

One of the things that fascinates me is the music of speech.

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

I have rituals for cleaning out resentments, disappointments, heartbreak, depression and for work. One of the things I do is go over old stuff if I have been unable to write for a while.