I don't want to be a playwright, I want to be a rock and roll star.

I got to New York when I was eighteen. I was knocking around, trying to be an actor, writer, musician, whatever happened.

I'll develop my own image. I'm an original man. A one and only. I just need some help.

I don't understand my feelings. I really don't. I don't understand how I could hate you so much after so much time. How, no matter how much I'd like to not hate you, I hate you even more. It grows.

To sing a song is quite different than to write a poem. I'm not and never will be a novelist, but to write a novel is not the same thing as writing a play. There is a difference in form, but essentially what you're after is the same thing.

I had a definite sense of somehow being a passenger in an evil vehicle crusing through Paradise.

When you hit a wall – of your own imagined limitations – just kick it in.