The thing that was important to me about Hemingway at the time was that Hemingway taught me that you could be a writer and get away with it.

You can’t play city rules when you live in a jungle.

There is no story unless you've written it.

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!

Every GOP administration since 1952 has let the Military-Industrial Complex loot the Treasury and plunge the nation into debt on the excuse of a wartime economic emergency.

It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.

Ah, that we lack the courage of our romantic convictions; and thereby miss the wine of life, forgoing the very thing that makes living worthwhile.