Comfortless Was My Religion, Anxiety Of The

God Like Us Suffers The Ambition To Make A Destiny More Extraordinary Than Was Conceived For Him, Yes God Is Like Me, Only More So.

I No Longer Gave A Sick Dog's Drop For The Wisdom, The Reliability And The Authority Of The Public's Literary Mind, Those Creeps And Old Ladies Of Vested Reviewing.

You Do Not Really Wish To Hear More Of The Battle Of Kadesh. Let Me Say Only That Human Fat, Gorged In Considerable Quantity, Has An Intoxicating Effect. I Became ... Drunk.

Goldstein, You'd Be A Pretty Good Boy If You Wasn't So Chicken.

Being A Real Writer Means Being Able To Do The Work On A Bad Day.