I don't know how to make the critics happy!

There are a lot of people in this country who really like my writing. And a lot of writers respect me. But the so-called establishment? They hate me.

But you cant shut everyone out. I mean you have to have someone to love. . .someone to hold on to. . . someone--

I think Mozart, like you, is an example of someone who has the gods moving through him, and his religion was creation.

But I knew that someday I was going to die. And just before I died two things would happen; Number 1: I would regret my entire life. Number 2: I would want to live my life over again.

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

I was sitting at home and had a profound experience. I experienced, in all of my Being, that someday I was going to die, and it wouldn't be like it had been happening, almost dying but somehow staying alive, but I would just die! And two things would happen right before I died: I would regret my entire life; I would want to live it over again. This terrified me. The thought that I would live my entire life, look at it and realize I blew it forced me to do something with my life.