I'm rightly tired of the pain I hear and feel, boss. I'm tired of bein on the road, lonely as a robin in the rain. Not never havin no buddy to go on with or tell me where we's comin from or goin to or why. I'm tired of people bein ugly to each other. It feels like pieces of glass in my head. I'm tired of all the times I've wanted to help and couldn't. I'm tired of bein in the dark. Mostly it's the pain. There's too much. If I could end it, I would. But I can't.

If you can't laugh when things go bad--laugh and put on a little carnival--then you're either dead or wishing you were.

Rewrite formula: 2nd Draft = 1st Draft - 10%.

If you wrote something for which someone sent you a check, if you cashed the check and it didn't bounce, and if you then paid the light bill with the money, I consider you talented.

A person’s never too old for stories. Man and boy, girl and woman, we live for them. - Roland Deschain

Life's simplest answers are often the easiest to overlook.

What I'm saying is that I'm trying to find rational reasons to explain irrational feelings, and that's neveer a good sign.