He had a massive stroke. He died with his tie on. Do you think that could be our generation's equivalent of that old saying about dying with your boots on?

Do you need someone to make you a paper badge with the word WRITER on it before you can believe you are one? God I hope not.

In many ways, Eulah-Beulah prepared me for literary criticism. After having a two-hundred-pound babysitter fart on your face and yell Pow!, The Village Voice holds few terrors.

An idea is like a cold germ: sooner or later someone always catches it.

Dreams age faster than dreamers.

You cant be too careful on a skateboard.

Poe was the first writer to write about main characters who were bad guys or who were mad guys, and those are some of my favorite stories.