Nobody knew my rose of the world but me... I had too much glory. They don't want glory like that in nobody's heart

Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense.

I always said little Truman had a voice so high it could only be detected by bats.

I think that hate is a feeling that can only exist where there is no understanding.

If I got rid of my demons, I’d lose my angels.

We're all of us guinea pigs in the laboratory of God. Humanity is just a work in progress.

It's hard enough for me to write what I want to write without me trying to write what you say they want me to write which I don't want to write.