I’m a word freak. I like words. I’ve always compared writing to music. That’s the way I feel about good paragraphs. When it really works, it’s like music.

Old elephants limp off to the hills to die; old Americans go out to the highway and drive themselves to death with huge cars.

I was once arrested with [Allen] Ginsburg. He was a big help to me. He was one of the few people who read unknown writer's work. Maybe he was just hustling me. He liked to flirt, Allen. They called him a monster but he was only falling in love.

There is nothing Modern about doing dumb things for dumb reasons.

And the whole Bush family, from Texas, should be boiled in poisoned oil.

Never mind the track. The track is for punks. We are Road People. We are Cafe Racers.

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