“I'm writing a book on Procrastination. I hope to start it tomorrow. I've been thinking about it for almost six years now.”

“So I've got five books, a building, and a hundred bucks. I'm starting my business tomorrow.”

“It is now the fall of my second year in Paris. I was sent here for a reason I have not yet been able to fathom. I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive. A year ago, six months ago, i thought I was an artist. I no longer think about it. I am. There are no more books to be written, thank God.”

“Well, I've almost got the problem licked. I'm eighty now, and in a few more years, I think I'll have it completely under control. (referring to his love of coffee)”

“Sometimes I feel as if I've lived about six lifetimes...all fictionalized in my six books.”

“I'm a musician. I write songs. I just hope when the day is done I've been able to tear a little corner off of the darkness.”