I think talent is like a water table under the earth—you tap it with your effort and it comes through you.

At the moment our rational mind stops, hits against a wall ... something else happens. And a bigger mind, like a pearl, rolls in a silver bowl.

Sometimes when you think you are done, it is just the edge of beginning. Probably that's why we decide we're done. It's getting too scary. We are touching down onto something real. It is beyond the point when you think you are done that often something strong comes out.

You live and then you die, I thought. It's good to have some good times.

Use loneliness. Its ache creates urgency to reconnect with the world. Take that aching and use it to propel you deeper into your need for expression - to speak, to say who you are.

I am free to write the worst junk in the world.

We are important and our lives are important, magnificent really, and their details are worthy to be recorded.