The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash.
Music is the only thing that makes sense anymore.
Every living organism is a kind of artist.
The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.
写作的艺术是发现一个人所相信的东西的艺术。