Parade my trouble in front of you guys? Make you realize that my heart is broken . . . that as long as I live I'll have chains dragging me down to the oceans of sad tears that my feet are wet in already.

Keep it kickwriting at all costs too, that is, write only what kicks you and keeps you overtime awake from sheer mad joy.

Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.

Here I was at the end of America...no more land...and nowhere was nowhere to go but back

Genius gives birth, talent delivers.

The truth of the matter is, you die, all you do is die, and yet you live, yes you live, and that's no Harvard lie.

Everything I wrote was true because I believed what I saw.