“If tonight is my last, I would run towards the sea, wildly swim the tides, the jump up the hills, flounder the cliffs and take all big strides, for I am a wanderer, awed by nature's charm who would...”

“In failure, you begin to lose friends. In success, you lose most of them.”

“Now that we are born, let us live in a trance.”

“New York is perfect. Just the way it is. In all its imperfection.”

“A true writer does not seek wealth or fame does seek to find himself in each of his readers souls.”

“Writer's block: when your imaginary friends stop talking to you.”