Events need their invitation, dissolutions their start.

There comes a time when you realize that everything is a dream, and only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real.

Love must wait; it must break one’s bones.

Women fall in love when they get to know you. Men are just the opposite. When they finally know you they're ready to leave

Sometimes you are aware when your great moments are happening, and sometimes they rise from the past. Perhaps it's the same with people.

I'm a frotteur, someone who likes to rub words in his hand, to turn them around and feel them, to wonder if that really is the best word possible.

I deem as heroic those who have the harder task, face it unflinchingly and live. In this world women do that.

Dresscodes are for styleless people.

Hope but not enthusiasm is the proper state for the writer.

What is the ultimate impulse to write? Because all this is going to vanish.

I like aristocracy. I like the beauty of aristocracy. I like the hierarchical feeling.

Sometimes dreaming is opening your eyes and looking at the world around you.

'Peace' is when nobody's shooting. A 'just peace' is when our side gets what it wants.

Before too long I was playing badly out in some bars around Memphis, but as soon as I learned a few chords I started writing my own stuff.

What I find interesting is that the people that follow your Twitters are called 'followers.' Talk about false idolatry, right?

So long as the priest, that professional negator, slanderer and poisoner of life, is regarded as a superior type of human being, there cannot be any answer to the question: What is Truth?

I am not asking for sensational revelations, but I would like to sense the meaning of that minute, to feel it's urgency.

God rules even where Satan seems to hold sway, because the latter exists only on God's sufferance.

There's the inherent value of the arts in terms of what that does for the quality of life and culture. The arts - in my case theater, play-writing - is all about community.

"Come on Grace, I'm not going to tell on you. I'm your sister." And that's all she has to say.

Hey, dont hate the player, hate the team.