“I may not be perfect, but God knows I'm trying . . . and God knowing should count for something.”

“If I'm right -- and I know that you know I right -- I'm not going to continue going back and forth with you about it. Why should I waste time arguing with idiots?”

“It feels good to know that if I died tomorrow I would have absolutely no regrets about things I wanted to do in life but did not try.”

“No, I'm not in a bad mood. Why do you ask? You think I need to be in a bad mood to let you know I think you're an idiot?”

“Stop spending so much time trying to prove what you already know to people who don't really matter. It just makes you look insecure and lacking self-confidence.”

“I don't know what I'd do if for some reason I was no longer able to write. Commit murder, perhaps. At the very least, torture and mayhem.”

“I know if I weren't writing about the things I'd like to do I'd be out doing them. Including killing a whole bunch of folks”