How some of the writers I come across get through their books without dying of boredom is beyond me.

We're comic. We're all comics. We live in a comic time. And the worse it gets the more comic we are.

It is the bliss of childhood that we are being warped most when we know it the least.

What's any artist, but the dregs of his work? the human shambles that follows it around. What's left of the man when the work's done but a shambles of apology.

If you want to make a million you don't have to understand money, what you have to understand is people's fears about money

Why do you treat me as they do, as though I were exactly what I want to be. Why do we treat people that way?

We want someone to bring us the news.