The trouble with super heroes is what to do between phone booths.

He was in his chair in the corner, resting a second before he came out for the next round -- in a long line of next rounds. The thing he was fighting, you couldn't whip it for good. All you could do was keep on whipping it, till you couldn't come out anymore and somebody else had to take your place.

Me and Norman Mailer have talked about how hard it is in America to get better. Especially at writing.

She asked if we were calm enough for her to take off the cuffs, and McMurphy nodded. He had slumped over with his head hung and his elbows between his knees and looked completely exhausted--it hadn't occurred to me that it was just as hard for him to stand straight as it was for me.

The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.

There are going to be times when we can't wait for somebody. Now, you're either on the bus or off the bus.

The job of the writer is to kiss no ass, no matter how big and holy and white and tempting and powerful.