My blood is too thick for California: I have never been able to properly explain myself in this climate.

We have bigger things to brood on and enormous reasons for wallowing in terminal craziness until we finally hit bottom.

You'd be surprised at the things people will do in order to get their names or pictures in the paper.

We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should drive...." And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas.

Women are terrified of being raped, but somewhere in the back of the womb there is one rebellious nerve end that tingles with curiosity whenever the word is mentioned.

It will be a Religious War, a sort of Christian Jihad, fueled by religious hatred and led by merciless fanatics on both sides. It will be guerilla warfare on a global scale, with no front lines and no identifiable enemy.

If you have half a story and you don't know the rest, you use what you have to pry the rest out of someone.