Honest to God, Bill, the way things are going, all I can think of is that I'm a character in a book by somebody who wants to write about somebody who suffers all the time.

My father said, ‘When in doubt, castle.’

Do you realize that all great literature is all about what a bummer it is to be a human being? Isn't it such a relief to have somebody say that?

If it weren't for the people always getting tangled up with the machinery... Earth would be an engineer's paradise.

In this world, you get what you pay for.

During the Vietnam War, which lasted longer than any war we've ever been in - and which we lost - every respectable artist in this country was against the war. It was like a laser beam. We were all aimed in the same direction. The power of this weapon turns out to be that of a custard pie dropped from a stepladder six feet high.

To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.