“He hesitated, looking at her. The old Ellie was gone. Replaced by a woman who was detached and cold. He didn’t know what to say, how to reach her. There was a wall around her, and he’d laid the foundation for her to build it.”
“One of us needs to get laid.""Just one of us?""What are the odds of both of us getting laid?”
“1.) Don't get it right. Get it written.2.) You cannot fix a blank page.3.) Give yourself permission to write crap. Crap can be fixed. (See #2)”
“Cox shrugged. "if that's what it takes to get laid, then I'm a fuckinin'poet. Other times I'm a fuckin' accountant. Or a plumber. Sometime's a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.”
“Taoist chanting, Confucian chanting, Christian chanting, Buddhist chanting don't matter. Chanting Coca Cola, Coca Cola, Coca Cola … can be just as good if you keep a clear mind. But if you don't keep a clear mind, and are only following your thinking as you mouth the words, even the Buddha cannot help you.”