"my mother, poor fish,wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times aweek, telling me to be happy: "Henry, smile!why don't you ever smile?"and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was thesaddest smile I ever saw"
"unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it"
"take a writer away from his typewriterand all you have leftisthe sicknesswhich started himtypingin thebeginning"
"there is a place in the heart thatwill never be filleda spaceand even during thebest momentsandthe greatest timestimeswe will know itwe will know itmore thaneverthere is a place in the heart thatwill never be filledandwe will waitandwaitin that space."
"and our few good times will be rare because we have the critical senseand are not easy to fool with laughter"
"If you're losing your soul and you know it, then you've still got a soul left to lose"