Will we ever reach a point when it is no longer necessary to say Them and Us? I believe we must reach that point, or perish..

I can't change what's happened to me in my life, or make what's not occurred take place. But I can't say I like it, or accept it, or believe it's for….

What goes on inside isn't ever the same as what goes on outside..

Privacy is a privilege not granted to the aged or the young..

I've never been able to force a novel. I always had the sense something being given to me. You can't sit around and wait until inspiration strikes, b….

The dead don't bear a grudge nor seek a blessing. The dead don't rest uneasy. Only the living..

Why doesn't Prin go and get her own goddamn blistering bloody shitty jelly doughnuts?.

It is my feeling that as we grow older we should become not less radical but more so. I do not, of course, mean this in any political-party sense, bu….

Even if heaven were real, and measured as Revelation says, so many cubits this wayand that, how gimcrack a place it would be, crammed with its paveme….

When I say work I only mean writing. Everything else is just odd jobs..

Pride was my wilderness, and the demon that led me there was fear..

I used to think there would be a blinding flash of light someday, and then I would be wise and calm and would know how to cope with everything and my….

Follow your heart, and you perish..

If I hadn't had my children, I wouldn't have written more and better, I would have written less and worse..

Well, you're young. You know a lot you won't know later on..

As we grow older we should become not less radical but more so..

Holidays are enticing only for the first week or so. After that, it is no longer such a novelty to rise late and have little to do..

Know that although in the eternal scheme of things you are small, you are also unique and irreplaceable, as are all your fellow humans everywhere in ….

Women, as well as men, in all ages and in all places, have danced on the earth, danced the life dance, danced joy, danced grief, danced despair, and ….

Animals are less alone with roaring than we are with all these words..

I am rampant with memory..