a fellow is more afraid of the trouble he might have than he ever is of the trouble he's already got. He'll cling to trouble he's used to before he'll risk a change. Yes. A man will talk about how he'd like to escape from living folks. But it's the dead folks that do him the damage. It's the dead ones that lay quiet in one place and dont try to hold him, that he cant escape from.

It's always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret.

Gratitude is a quality similar to electricity: it must be produced and discharged and used up in order to exist at all.

Between grief and nothing, I will take grief.

The necessity of the idea creates its own style. The material itself dictates how it should be written.

The best job that was ever offered to me was to become a landlord in a brothel. In my opinion it's the perfect milieu for an artist to work in.

And sure enough, even waiting will end...if you can just wait long enough.