I'll follow him to the ends of the earth,' she sobbed. Yes, darling. But the earth doesn't have any ends. Columbus fixed that.

The Middle Ages hangs over history's belt like a beer belly. It is too late now for aerobic dancing or cottage cheese lunches to reduce the Middle Ages. History will have to wear size 48 shorts forever.

The only question is how to make love stay.

In the beginning was the thing. And one thing led to another.

I like travelers, but I don't like tourists. The difference is that travelers don't shop and they don't play golf.

Solace? That's why God made fermented beverages and the blues.

Being able to create your own work, being able to indulge your own fantasies is so much better than journalism, so much more fulfilling than journalism, to me, that as long as I can continue to write fiction, I shall.