Well, I'm still here. Didn't have to go to rehab, and I'm not broke.

I have always looked at life as a voyage, mostly wonderful, sometimes frightening. In my family and friends I have discovered treasure more valuable than gold.

I remember the excruciating school task of writing a three-page term paper. But, oh, that feeling when I was done! I think I drive myself for that feeling of accomplishment.

[Writing] is edit, edit, edit. It's almost like getting a boat ready to go to sea. You've still got a countless number of things left to fix, but you've just got to go, "O.K., everybody get on the boat. We're going, ready or not."

My occupational hazard is my occupation's just not around.

Maybe there is another who sees life not as a flickering candle but as a torch that can illuminate an undiscovered world.

Go fast enough to get there, but slow enough to see.