My voyage was never a well-conceived plan, nor will it ever be. I have made it up as I went along.

And you find as a writer there are certain spots on the planet where you write better than others, and I believe in that. And New Orleans is one of them.

Cheeseburger in paradise!

I've always found drugs and alcohol somewhat pedestrian. It's like, I don't need an external agent to open my mind. I'm here, conscious, alert, present. Why would I alter that?

Is it time for your medication or mine?

Where's the church, who took the steeple, Religion's in the hands of some crazy ass people, Television preachers with bad hair and dimples, The God's honest truth is, it's not that simple

I'm living on things that excite me, be they pastry, or lobster, or love...