And then the world exploded.

You don't always talk with your mouth. Sometimes what you say with your mouth hardly matters at all. You have to signify

You see something, then it clicks with something else, and it will make a story. But you never know when it's going to happen.

Forced to define 'irrational subconscious,' I would say that it is a small padded room inside all of us, where the only furnishing is a small card table, and the only thing on the card table is a revolver loaded with flexible bullets.

If you don’t have the time to do something right, where are you going to find the time to fix it?

I write about rats because they scare the hell out of me. I think we tend to write out our phobias.

Overhead was a sky blacker than jewlers' velvet, and a billion stars screamed down.