The public is totally illiterate in America. It can't read at all. It's absolutely insensitive to words.

In a competitive society, the thing people fear the most is love.

I don't think it's like eastern mysticism, which leaves the person whole. It's really another form of cancer, television.

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.

There's really nothing wrong with sentimentality... Nothing I wrote is sentimental.

No one looks at a television, and no one hears it. It's a poison.

The New York Times is the worst newspaper in the world and it's extremely vicious to artists.