Not all speed is movement.

We have not been scuffling in this waste - howling wilderness for the right to be stupid. All this waste.

One monkey don't stop no show. Not one, not six. The struggle continues.

The job of the writer is to make revolution irresistible.

When you dream, you dialogue with aspects of yourself that normally are not with you in the daytime and you discover that you know a great deal more than you thought you did.

I've never been convinced that experience is linear, circular, or even random. It just is. I try to put it in some kind of order to extract meaning from it, to bring meaning to it.

It's a dismally lonely business, writing.