When rewriting, move quickly. It's a little like cutting your own hair.

That's the great thing about literature -- it makes the world less lonely.

Everybody's after a new morning. What do we have to run up and salute tomorrow?

Life is a means of extracting fiction.

You don't want to depend on an editor. If you want to regret something for the rest of your life, you want to make sure you're responsible for it.

I've always remembered. This fellow said to me - if you think someones'doing you wrong, it's not for you to judge. Kill them first and then God can do the judging.

It's all about letting the story take over.

If you couldn't tell the difference between what hurt and what didn't, you had no business being alive. You can't have any good times if you can't tell.

The desires of the heart...are as crooked as a corkscrew.

If you haven't fought for your life for something you want, you don't know what's life all about.

One does not consider style, because style is.

Create miracles everyday with the one you love.

We humans have two things that set us apart and make us able to do what no other form of life can—reason and feel. That’s because we have brains and hearts.

Face it, you have to be sort of an egomaniac to write something down and think that anyone is going to want to read it.

The classical music industry, has been an industry of covers. So we do covers, and if I compare this with the rock and pop side, what is the most exciting event?

This is one of the charms of the desert, that removing as it does nearly all the accessories of life, we see the thin thread of necessities on which our human existence is suspended.

One man runs to his neighbor because he is looking for himself, and another because he wants to loose himself. Your bad love of yourselves makes solitude a prison for you.

I am no longer able to be anonymous.

Nations, not least America, retain full command of their national forces.

Ye who made war that your ships Should lay to at the beck of no nation, Make war now on Murder, that slips The leash of her hounds of damnation; Ye who remembered the Alamo, Remember the Maine!

O God, impress upon me the value of time, and give regulation to all my thoughts and to all my movements.