There's A Mr. Hyde For Every Happy

When The Time Is Gone, You Can Never Get It Back.

By Writing A Horror Novel Where This Inexplicable Disorder Takes Over In Our Ordered Lives, You Make Order Look Better By Comparison. But Below That, There's A Part Of Us That Responds To The Who Bashing Their Instruments To Pieces On The Stage. There's A Very Primitive Part That Says, "do It Some More."

I Don't Take Notes; I Don't Outline, I Don't Do Anything Like That. I Just Flail Away At The Goddamn Thing. I'm A Salami Writer. I Try To Write Good Salami, But Salami Is Salami. You Can't Sell It As Caviar.

If You Don't Control Your Temper, Your Temper Will Control You.

Mornings Belong To Whatever Is New; The Current Composition. Afternoons Are For Naps And Letters.