Well, you're young. You know a lot you won't know later on.

When I say work I only mean writing. Everything else is just odd jobs.

Will we ever reach a point when it is no longer necessary to say Them and Us? I believe we must reach that point, or perish.

Why doesn't Prin go and get her own goddamn blistering bloody shitty jelly doughnuts?

Well, you're young. You know a lot you won't know later on.

I've never been able to force a novel. I always had the sense something being given to me. You can't sit around and wait until inspiration strikes, but neither can you force into being something that isn't there.

I can't change what's happened to me in my life, or make what's not occurred take place. But I can't say I like it, or accept it, or believe it's for the best. I don't and never shall, not even if I'm damned for it.