I mean, if Hardee's is urban, I'm not sure I want to see rural.

Depression is a side effect of dying. (Almost everything is, really).

Grief doesn't change you. It reveals you.

They belong to their readers now, which is a great thing–because the books are more powerful in the hands of my readers than they could ever be in my hands.

My days had a pleasant identicalness about them. I had always liked that: I liked routine. I liked being bored. I didn’t want to but I did.

That's why those tapes we made are going to be so great one day, because they'll tell stories that time has swallowed up or distorted or whatever.

Half-drunk on well-creamed gas station coffee and the exhilarating loneliness of a freeway in nighttime.