Don’t waste your time trying to get into my head. There's nothing there.

No, I don't regret anything at this point. That may change on the next phone call, but at the moment I don't regret anything.

Babies have big heads and big eyes, and tiny little bodies with tiny little arms and legs. So did the aliens at Roswell! I rest my case.

You have to create your life. You have to carve it, like a sculpture.

If saving money is wrong, I don't want to be right!

How do I stay so healthy and boyishly handsome? It's simple. I drink the blood of young runaways.

We're all embers from the same fire. Our ember winks out, we're ashes, we go back to the fire.

Has it ever occurred to you that how we deal with death is at least as important as how we deal with life?

Writing is truly a creative art - putting word to a blank piece of paper and ending up with a full-fledged story rife with character and plot.

The mysteriousness and mystique of space is such, that science fiction attempts to tantalize you by telling you a story that could possibly be out there and that's the appeal of science fiction.

Energy is the key to creativity. Energy is the key to life.

If I save my insight, I don’t attend to weakness of eyesight.

Writing comes from the fear of failure not from the joy of winning.

Maybe my caveman ancestors invented the wheel or something. I'm not sure.

It is just as necessary to forgive ourselves as it is to forgive others, and the principal reason why forgiveness seemed so difficult is because we have neglected to forgive ourselves.

My writing is nothing, my boxing is everything.

There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.

Style is a magic wand, and turns everything to gold that it touches.

I vowed to never, ever talk or reason like an adult.

These days, unplugged places are getting hard to find.

It is dishonorable to say one thing and think another; how much more dishonorable to write one thing and think another.