He had been (Thinking? Praying?) It was all the same thing.

Did-a-chick? Dum-a-chum? Dad-a-cham? Ded-a-chek?

There is zero, and there is eternity, and there is mortality, but there is no ultimate.

Writing is like being in a dream state or under self-directed hypnosis. It induces a state of recall that - while not perfect - is pretty spooky.

The age of the book is not over. No way... But maybe the age of some books is over. People say to me sometimes 'Steve, are you ever going to write a straight novel, a serious novel' and by that they mean a novel about college professors who are having impotence problems or something like that. And I have to say those things just don't interest me. Why? I don't know. But it took me about twenty years to get over that question, and not be kind of ashamed about what I do, of the books I write.

Sometimes dead is better

The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there... and still on your feet.