Most of those who spend their lives as critics secretly wish they'd be considered important enough for someone to bother criticizing them.

I'm still an obsessive personality, and I still think I'm right, and I still believe my literary balls hang far lower than nearly anyone else's alive.

Many of the racial problems in America are caused by the fact that people are innately tribal, and politicians know how to exploit that biological fact.

Though your major media kept smacking me upside the head with the word "multicultural," you goddamned Australians are the most racist bunch of people I've ever seen in my life.

When I write, I strain with every wizened fibre of my weathered frame to analyze every possible angle of any given subject.

Show me pornography which promotes violence against women, and I'll buy it.

I certainly didn't emerge from prison regretting anything I ever wrote, nor did I feel remorse for my crime in the least.