You don't pass or fail at being a person, dear.

I have heard the languages of apocalypse, and now I shall embrace the silence.

People who believe they'll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, learn it doesn't work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.

I don't know why people would want to have lunch with writers. I've eaten with writers. We have appalling table manners, and rarely say anything other than 'Pass the salt' or 'If you're not going to eat that, can I have it?'

Tomorrow may be hell, but today was a good writing day, and on the good writing days nothing else matters.

Some people have great ideas maybe once or twice in their life, and then they discover electricity or fire or outer space or something. I mean, the kind of brilliant ideas that change the whole world. Some people never have them at all... I get them two or three times a week.

There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife.