As always, I wonder if I'll get through the winter. Then when winter is over, I wonder about the summer. But that's because the system decided which author shall be commercially successful. As I said, the most vicious of them all is The New York Times, because it pretends to be literary and impartial, and it's really this opinionated, myopic, stupid giant of incompetence.

None of my books are best-sellers. In fact, the only thing that's kept me alive is the books that are in paperback. People find them, they like them, and they pass them on.

If you're a writer, you have to be an egomaniac. You have to just believe in yourself, which is hard work.

Almost everything official in America is a huge fraud.

I've never been in fashion. Not at all.

Most journalists are broken down alcoholics.

I think America, really, is over.