I rail against writers who talk about the loneliness of it all — what do they want, a crowd looking over their typewriters? Or those who talk about having to stare at a blank page — do they want someone to write on it?

I picked up the writing on the very day he died. It was the only consolation I could find.

Suicide is about life, being in fact the sincerest form of criticism life gets.

Even the God of Calvin never judged anyone as harshly as married couples judge each other.

The spiritual life becomes very simple when you're sick.

I rail against writers who talk about the loneliness of it all — what do they want, a crowd looking over their typewriters? Or those who talk about having to stare at a blank page — do they want someone to write on it?

You noodle around with tempo and sound until you get the perfect fit for that particular song, and then, so long as you can sustain it, God is on your side and everything comes easily and even the waiters smile.