The Real Name For 'science' Is Magic.

When You're All Alone Out There, On The End Of The Typewriter, With Each New Story A New Appraisal By The World Of Whether You Can Still Get It Up Or Not, Arrogance And Self-esteem And Deep Breathing Are All You Have. It Often Looks Like Egomania. I Assure You It's The Bold Coverup Of The Absolutely Terrified.

I Cannot Pay Attention To What People Say About My Work. For Me, Personally, I Am Just This Shards-and-ashes Human Being, Who Really Gets Upset When Someone Says Something Bad About Me. If It's True, I Cop To It. If I Have Any Good Qualities, It's That.

Repent, Harlequin," Said The Ticktock Man. "get Stuffed," The Harlequin Replied.

Anyone Who Can Not Write Should.

People On The Outside Think There's Something Magical About Writing, That You Go Up In The Attic At Midnight And Cast The Bones And Come Down In The Morning With A Story, But It Isn't Like That. You Sit In Back Of The Typewriter And You Work, And That's All There Is To It.