All artists as a type seem to suffer a great deal, but then so do miners.
I enjoy about 1 out of 100 movies, it's about the same proportion to books published that I care to read.
In a life properly lived, you're a river.
Birthdays are ghost bounty hunters that track you down to ask, "Que pasa, baby?
I couldn't run a tight schedule, and if you're any good at teaching, you get sucked dry because you like your students and you're trying to help them, but you don't have any time left to write yourself.
I can maintain my sense of the sacredness of existence only by understanding my own limitations and losing my self-importance.