All Our Heroes, All Our Great Stories

I Don't Need New Boots I Got Bluchers Back Down Home. Eff The Effing Bluchers I'll Buy You New Adjectival Effing Elastic Sided Boots.

To Know You Will Be Lonely Is Not The Same As Being Lonely.

Then I Fell In Love And Everything Went To Hell.

All Our Heroes, All Our Great Stories Are About Failure.

I Went To Work In 1962, And By '64 I Was Writing All The Time, Every Night And Every Weekend. It Didn't Occur To Me That, Having Read Nothing And Knowing Nothing, I Was In No Position To Write A Book.