Harold Bloom weeps for me.

Literature simply becomes richer after you've been fired, rejected, stranded, or had to change a few midnight diapers.

Writing is the only art form where a good number of the artists make a slice of their living criticizing one another in print, in public.

Reading was a joy, a desperately needed escape -- I didn't read to learn, I was reading to read.

I write for the same reason I read: because it's all there is for me.

Whatever your heart clings to and confides in, that is really your God, your functional savior.

Most great records really start with the drums.

It seems to me that inner growth is the whole moving force behind voluntary simplicity.

I remember the special effects people had fun making a little doll that looked like me - which is not so easy - and it had to move along the floor.

I don't like having too many projects in the pipeline. I like to focus on what's at hand.

Love is a burning thing and it makes a firey ring.

The essentials are to learn to shape God with forethought, care, and work; to educate and benefit their community, their families and themselves; and to contribute to the fulfillment of the Destiny.

I was so ugly my mother used to feed me with a sling shot.

The stone that is rolling can gather no moss;For master and servant oft changing is loss.

This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents.