You're making sense, old man, a sense of your own. You're not crazy the way they think. Yes...I see.

I've enjoyed being a famous writer-except that every once in a while you have to write something.

See with your ears and hear with your eyes.

Sometimes I looked at them and sometimes they looked at me, but rarely did we look at one another.

Ritual is necessary for us to know anything.

They did type me as a horror writer, but I have been able to do all sorts of things within that framework.

What can you pay for the way a man lives? What can you pay for what a man is?