Norman Mailer records in his recent essays and public appearances his perfecting of himself as a virile instrument of letters; he is perpetually in training, getting ready to launch himself from his own missile pad into a high, beautiful orbit; even his failures may yet be turned to successes.

Never worry about being obsessive. I like obsessive people. Obsessive people make great art

The solution to a problem - a story that you are unable to finish - is the problem. It isn't as if the problem is one thing and the solution something else. The problem, properly understood = the solution. Instead of trying to hide or efface what limits the story, capitalize on that very limitation. State it, rail against it.

A writer, I think, is someone who pays attention to the world.

Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.

The young-old polarization and the male-female polarization are perhaps the two leading stereotypes that imprison people.

The freakish is no longer a private zone, difficult of access. People who are bizarre, in sexual disgrace, emotionally violent areseen daily on the newsstands, on TV, in the subways. Hobbesian man roams the streets, quite visible, with glitter in his hair.