This is what I think: If you had the nerve to live what you lived, you should have the nerve to write it.

This is, I believe, what happens when people take their own lives. They're not killing themselves, they're killing the world. Either to spare it pain or to cause it some, depending.

Creativity is the opposite of TV

A waft of sweet hash drifted by, and I wanted to float after it like Wimpy levitating at the scent of a hamburger.

I always tell myself, when I remember the non-stop self-generated hell party that used to be my life, I wouldn't be here if I didn't go there.

I've always wanted to be a guy with a rec room.

I need - and occasionally love - to write for the same reasons I always did: hard as writing is, it's generally easier than life.