That's not such a bad thing,' he said to me. 'In nightmares we can think the worst. That's what they're for, I guess.

There is no such thing as a happy ending. I never met a single one to equal "Once upon a time.

It was life, often unsatisfying, frequently cruel, usually boring, sometimes beautiful, once in a while exhilarating.

Remember, Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.

Death, but not for you, gunslinger. Never for you. You darkle. You tinct. May I be brutally frank? You go on.

For some reason California's always been where the struggle is about how much authority you can impose on people's private lives. It seems to show up there most clearly. They had a helmet law for motorcycles in California and the bikies were saying things like, "It restricts my vision. I can't hear what my bike's doing. If it was on fire I wouldn't know it until my ass caught." And at the bottom line what the bikies were saying was, "Look, it's my goddamn head and if I want to splatter my brains all over the guardrails on the Coast Highway, super for me."

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.