Luck or tragedy, some people get runs. Then of course there are those who divide it even, good and bad, but we never hear of them. Such a life doesn't demand attention. Only the people who get the good or bad runs.

The human is the only guilty animal.

Never correct or rewrite until the whole thing is down.

Eventlessness has no posts to drape duration on. From nothing to nothing is no time at all.

He never forgot anything but he never bothered to arrange his memories. -Hazel, Cannery Row

Critics are the eunuchs of literature. They stand by in envious awe while the whole man and his partner demonstrate the art of living.

We can shoot rockets into space but we can't cure anger or discontent.