Only a lunatic would want to be president. These lunatics are created deliberately by those who wish to be presided over.

There are parts of Texas where a fly lives 10,000 years and a man can't die soon enough.

He must love me, i thought, amazed. A faint whiff of nausea hit me at seeing pain as proof of love, but it seemed true. Unavoidable.

Suddenly the staggering love bursts away from me like milk from a smashed glass.

But I think everybody should write. I think those people with stories who don't write should be stomped on.

How deep and sticky is the darkness of childhood, how rigid the blades of infant evil, which is unadulterated, unrestrained by the convenient cushions of age and its civilizing anesthesia.

I think genetic research is a fascinating and fertile area.