The Novelist ... Must Live In Paranoia

We Are In Love With The Word. We Are Proud Of It. The Word Precedes The Formation Of The State. The Word Comes To Us From Every Avatar Of Early Human Existence. As Writers, We Are Obliged More Than Others To Keep Our Lives Attached To The Primitive Power Of The Word. From India, Out Of The Vedas, We Still Hear: On The Spoken Word, All The Gods Depend, All Beasts And Men; In The World Live All Creatures...the Word Is The Name Of The Divine World.

Bright Was The Light Of My Last Martini On My Moral Horizon

Sex Is Not Only A Divine And Beautiful Activity; It's A Murderous Activity. People Kill Each Other In Bed. Some Of The Greatest Crimes Ever Committed Were Committed In Bed. And No Weapons Were Used.

We Love Those Who Can Lead Us To A Place We Will Never Reach Without Them.

The World's Not What I Want It To Be. But Then No One Ever Said I Had The Right To Design The World.