The hard part is getting to the top of page 1.

Fantasy flows in where fact leaves a vacuum.

I smoke too much whether it's going well or badly. After all these years, I definitely associate having a pen in my hand with having an ashtray just out of eye line.

Of all forms of fiction, autobiography is the most gratuitous.

The ordinary-sized stuff which is our lives, the things people write poetry about—clouds—daffodils—waterfalls—what happens in a cup of coffee when the cream goes in—these things are full of mystery, as mysterious to us as the heavens were to the Greeks.

Theater is a recreation. It can be much more, but unless it's recreation, I don't see the point of it.

There's something scary about stupidity made coherent.