“There is a novella inside every anus; there is a broken heart inside every mind; there is a bisected hug inside every arm; there is a pun inside every belly. "The Great American Novel," thinks the typographer, who at this point is severely constipated. He tries to squeeze out an 'o' but can't. "The Great American Navel," he says, then waits for a laugh.”
“Inside every lump of coal there's a diamond waiting to get out.”
“Every journalist has a novel inside him, which is an excellent place for it.”
“Inside every fat man, there's a thin man trying to get out.”
“What's the point of being a grown-up if you can't indulge the kid inside you every now and then?”
“Then he's inside you, and your body remembers, each time, every man, even if you try to forget.”