What do I want in a doctor? Perhaps more than anything else-a friend with special knowledge.

Literature was not promulgated by a pale and emasculated critical priesthood singing their litanies in empty churches, nor is it a game for the cloistered elect, the tinhorn mendicants of low calorie despair.

We have usurped many of the powers we once ascribed to God.

People who are most afraid of their dreams convince themselves they don't dream at all.

A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policies and coercion are fruitless. We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.

For the most part people are not curious except about themselves.

Unless a reviewer has the courage to give you unqualified praise, I say ignore the bastard.