Occupation: Novelist Birth: June 7, 1935 Death: March 28, 2012
Men to whom God is dead worship one another..
I've never enjoyed myself. I'm incapable of enjoying myself. There's just some people who don't enjoy themselves very much..
We want to be famous as a writer, as a poet, as a painter, as a politician, as a singer, or what you will. Why? Becauwse we really don't lov what we ….
I am not perfect." It came out in a rush of breath. "See I thought I was. Thank God I ain't. See a perfect thing ain't got a chance. The world kills ….
The writer's job is to get naked..