I didn't know Johnny Depp could act until he played me.

I don't think that my kind of journalism has ever been universally popular. It's lonely out here.

Smart people understand that there is no such thing as paranoia. It is just another mask for ignorance.

Houston is a cruel, crazy town on a filthy river in East Texas with no zoning laws and a culture of sex, money and violence. It's a shabby, sprawling metropolis ruled by brazen women, crooked cops and super-rich pansexual cowboys who live by the code of the West -- which can mean just about anything you need it to mean, in a pinch.

The first impression is always the right one. I rarely change my mind upward about people.

I noticed at once that Depp had a dangerously energized intelligence . . . He was a suave little brute, but he had a wicked sense of humor and a rare instinct for escalation.

Old God sure was in a good mood when he made this place.