When I am writing, I try to do it five hours a day but I spend about two of those just fooling around.

One day, I started writing, not knowing that I had chained myself for life to a noble but merciless master. When God hands you a gift, he also hands you a whip; and the whip is intended solely for self-flagellation... I'm here alone in my dark madness, all by myself with my deck of cards - and, of course, the whip God gave me.

I can see every monster as they come in.

Really being friends is the most important part, I think, of any relationship.

[T]he army of wrongness rampant in the world might as well march over me.

I loved her enough to forget myself, my self pitying despairs, and be content that something she thought happy was going to happen.

I think of myself as a stylist, and stylists can become notoriously obsessed with the placing of a comma, the weight of a semicolon.