Time is what makes good stories. Much has been cooking for a long time, and at last finds an out in narration one day. That's a supreme joy. And why the characters keep showing up.

Voice comes to you through a spell, a trance. The best voices are not you... they're a little away from you.

Professional Southerners sicken me.

Literature is the history of the soul.

What a bog and labyrinth the human essence is... We are all overbrained and overemotioned.

You need to see a bit of hell now and then. That, and great joy.

If you are able to explain suffering, a man once told him, you weren't really there.

I don't write under the ghost of Faulkner. I live in the same town and find his life and work inspiring, but that's it. I have a motorcycle and tool along the country lanes. I travel at my own speed.

Randomness I love. And I still love just a holler right in the middle of an ongoing narrative. Pain or joy, ecstasy.

The Deep South might be wretched, but it can howl.

My best stories come out of nowhere, with no concern for form at all.

Jesus’ promise of resurrection of believers came with a demonstration. He did it and said His followers who die will do same. This is leadership! It’s based on truth!

Humankind has always had access to Shadow -- dreams, nightmares, legends, inspiration, Humanity taps into Shadow every day. And when we die, we pass into Twilight.

You go up for hundreds, thousands of roles, and you get told no, no, no, so many times.

Ask yourself constantly, "What is the right thing to do?" Behave toward everyone as if receiving a great guest.

Life itself suggests a higher good than life itself can yield.

My daughter genuinely asked me to hand her the basketball bat. I might be failing as a father.

If someone at Fleet Farm offers you assistance and they don't work there you might live in Wisconsin.

Being an atheist is a matter not of moral choice, but of human obligation.

I am running for Governor of the great state of Ohio and welcome your support.

I always go back to theatre. It's probably where I'll draw my last breath.