If You Can't Write Like New York,

You Usually Can Tell When A Writer Is Going Down Hill By The Size Of His Liquor Bill.

Yes, I Have Actually Mined Coal, And Distilled Liquor, As Well As Seen A Girl In A Pink Dress, And Seen Her Take It Off. I Am 54 Years Old, Weigh 220 Pounds, And Look Like The Chief Dispatcher Of A Long-distance Driving Concern. I Am A Registered Democrat. I Drink.

A Guitar Has Moonlight In It.

You Have To Wait For Your Mind To Catch Up With Whatever It Is It’s Working On; Then You Can Write A Novel.

The Hand That Holds The Money Cracks The Whip.