“If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing's sexier than a guy who writes music.”

“He [Augustine] admitted: 'I am the sort of man who writes because he has made progress, and who makes progress by writing.'”

“Write to me your most perfect epitaph, or I shall compare a poet to a lecturer. Thou art more Spartan than a ballad monger who makes his living as a Wal-Mart greeter;”

“I'll write you an epilogue, I will, I will. Better than any shit that drunk could write. His brain is Swiss cheese. He doesn't even remember writing the book. I can write ten times the story that guy can. There will be blood and guts and sacrifice. An Imperial Affliction meets The Price of Dawn. You'll love it.”

“Still the fact remains, he had me hooked. As he had, of course, from the beginning. I had been writing my book about Johnno from the moment we met.”

“You gotta admit, it's a messed-up world when going to war is safer than staying home.”