Mack Bolan is a classic American hero. Readers like him and I feel very good about that.

Mack Bolan was simply a man who could command himself.

Every writer is working from his own individual world view, and that can become as characteristic as a fingerprint.

Hell was not for the living, it was for the dead, even the hallowed dead. Let the dead rest in peace. Someday Mack Bolan, too, would rest. For now, he had to find his way among the living.

Poetry can be the bridge, the crossover point in the mind between the physical and the spiritual. A place where the two can meet.

The whispering of the truth is stronger than the thunderstorm of the untruth!

The Sabbath, I said, is not only an idea. It is also something you keep. With other people. You can’t just extract lessons from it.

What is it about the English countryside — why is the beauty so much more than visual? Why does it touch one so?

The internet has done nothing but good for comedy all around. Comedians no longer have to rely on TV execs and club owners deciding if they are funny or not.

The fact that a human brain of high amperage, otherwise highly efficient, may have a hole in it is surely not a secret.

I mean, this is a joke, to try to implicate me as like a friend of the Russians.

It is difficult for the common good to prevail against the intense concentration of those who have a special interest, especially if the decisions are made behind locked doors.

Oh, loneliness and cheeseburgers are a dangerous mix.

On the reals, all these crab niggaz know the deal, When we start the revolution, all they'll probably do is squeal.

Ignorance, when it is voluntary, is criminal.