Superstition, like true love, needs time to grow and reflect upon itself.

Of all the questions I'm asked, the most difficult is, "How does it feel to be famous?" Since I'm not, that question always catches me with a feeling of surrealism....I've got three kids and I've changed all their diapers, and when it's two o'clock in the morning and you're changing something that's sort of special delivery with one eye open and one eye shut you don't feel famous.

The things a man sees when he ain't got a gun.--Watson the Caretaker

Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?

Writing is like a little hole in reality that you can go through and you can get out and you can be someplace else for a while.

Amateurs sit and wait for inspiration, the rest of us just get up and go to work.

All I can say is what you already know: some days are treasure. Not many, but I think in almost every life there are a few. That was one of mine, and when I'm blue -- when life comes down on me and everything looks tawdry and cheap, the way Joyland Avenue did on a rainy day -- I go back to it, if only to remind myself that life isn't always a butcher's game. Sometimes the prizes are real. Sometimes they are precious.