Ideas Come To People Who Are Receptive

I Can't Persuade Myself That One Of The Problems Facing The Planet Today Might Be A Shortage Of Books By Me.

I Wouldn't Presume To Define Noir - If We Could Define It, We Wouldn't Need To Use A French Word For It - But It Seems To Me It's More A Way Of Looking At The World Than What One Sees.

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 Was Feeling, And A Voice Within Was Telling Me That I Needed A Drink, That I Couldn't Bear It Without It. But That Voice Is A Liar. You Can Always Bear The Pain. It'll Hurt, It'll Burn Like Acid In An Open Wound, But You Can Stand It. And, As Long As You Can Make Yourself Go On Choosing The Pain Over The Relief, You Can Keep Going.

Stories Are Like Assholes. Everybody's Got One And Most Of 'em Stink.

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.