I write about what interests me. It's very dangerous when you try to satisfy an audience.

The fact that I’m silent doesn’t mean I have nothing to say.

Most men, no matter how well or badly dressed, carry overstuffed, beat up wallets that should have been replaced years ago. Why is that? Every time I see a guy take out a wallet anywhere, it looks like a piece of old melted chocolate cake-with strings.

Everyone coming out of a perfume store is smelling the back of their hand.

May this house stand until an ant drinks the ocean and a tortoise circles the world.

I don't like to have to pan for gold when I read.

Old people are often impatient, but for what?