I've been working, working, working, and you know, sometimes you look back at your work and you see that it just isn't any good.

Since each story presents its own technical problems, obviously one can't generalize about them on a two-times-two-equals-four basis. Finding the right form for your story is simply to realize the most natural way of telling the story. The test of whether or not a writer has defined the natural shape of his story is just this: After reading it, can you imagine it differently, or does it silence your imagination and seem to you absolute and final? As an orange is final. As an orange is something nature has made just right.

Still, when all is said, somewhere one must belong: even the soaring falcon returns to its master's wrist.

I couldn't understand a sense of unease that multiplied until I could hear my heart beating.

Hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain, and its heart of nerves, which sizzle like the wires inside a lightbulb. And there exudes a sour extra-human smell that makes the very stone seem flesh-alive, webbed and pulsing.

The good thing about masturbation is that you don't have to get dressed up for it.

Most people don't find their creativity. There are more unsung geniuses that don't even know they have great talent.