I am not here only so that the blind might see, but to teach those who thought they could see that they are blind

Any workout which does not involve a certain minimum of danger or responsibility does not improve the body - it just wears it out.

Writing can wreck your body. You sit there on the chair hour after hour and sweat your guts out to get a few words.

You're gambling with something vital. Most writers get smashed egos.

In such places as Greenwich Village, a menage-a-trois was completed- the bohemian and the juvenile delinquent came face-to-face with the Negro, and the hipster was a fact in American life.

I don't trust compliments. I've been getting them for years. Sometimes I deserve them, sometimes I didn't. But generally when people give you compliments there's one of two things wrong with them. Either they're false, or what's worse is they're sincere. They really mean the compliment. And then they're offering you their loyalty. And I'm kind of a stingy... Well, I don't necessarily want to give all that loyalty back. So either way, let's skip the compliments.

Madness is locked beneath. It goes into tissues, is swallowed by the cells. The cells go mad. Cancer is their flag. Cancer is thegrowth of madness denied.