No one is thinking about you. They're thinking about themselves, just like you.

I know nothing - nothing in the world - of the hearts of men. I only know that I am alone - horribly alone.

Everyone tells us you really don't know what you're capable of till you're in the middle of it.

What small potatoes we all are, compared with what we might be!

I have friends that are laying in the gutter right now that were rich people and they're no longer rich people because of what the banks did to them.

If you're lucky as you get older, you respect the craft and it becomes a skill.

That was one thing you found out when you were stoned, or wasted, or feverish: that the world was always turning and that only a healthy mind could block out the sickening whirl of it.

General James Mattis is a storied and much-respected military leader.

I write out of enthusiasm. Momentum that comes from a new idea. Eagerness to explore. I also write out of fear - fear of losing an idea - fear of feeling stagnant.

I never said I was at the Alamo. Someone else said I was at the Alamo. Now I'm a nutter. I don't think that's fair.

International relationships are preordained to be clumsy gestures based on imperfect knowledge.