What cannot be said, will get wept.

The danger of civilization, of course, is that you will piss away your life on nonsense.

Strangely, when I totally emerged from this slump I couldn't comprehend how I had almost drowned it it.

Fate has never ladled out hardship very evenly, and this frequently trips our often infantile sense of justice.

That's my only defense against this world: to build a sentence out of it.

I used to get criticized for putting food in novels.

I thought, frankly, that it would be more pleasant to write a memoir than it was.