“I'm not crazy about reality, but it's still the only place to get a decent meal.”
“I hate reality but it's still the best place to get a good steak.”
“He’s dreaming, Cloquet thought, as he stood over him, revolver in hand. He’s dreaming, and I exist in reality. Cloquet hated reality but realized it was still the only place to get a good steak.”
“this is a place for crazy people.. i'm not crazy”
“To say that a writer's hold on reality is tenuous is an understatement-it's like saying the Titanic had a rough crossing. Writer's build their own realities, move into them and occasionally send letters home. The only difference between a writer and a crazy person is that a writer gets paid for it.”
“I'm not crazy. My reality is just different than yours.”