Fuck you! I hope you die!””Everybody Dies,” I said. “So fuck you.

If you want to write fiction, the best thing you can do is take two aspirins, lie down in a dark room, and wait for the feeling to pass.

The New Your energy goes beyond anything you’ll find anywhere else. It’s too much for some people and it grinds them down, but it lifts up and animates the rest of us.

I wanted a drink. There were a hundred reasons why a man will want a drink, but I wanted one now for the most elementary reason of all. I didn’t want to feel what I...

The short story, I should point out, is perforce a labor of love in today’s literary world; there’s precious little economic incentive to write one…

Everybody’s weird, fundamentally everybody is a snap. Sometimes it’s a sexual thing and sometimes it’s a different kind of weirdness, but one way or another everybody’s nuts.

I haven’t got anything against cats. I haven’t got anything against elk either, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to keep one in the store so I’ll have a place to hang my hat.

Being dead means never having to do anything sneaky.