I love the process of being alone in a room.
I wanted to be a writer that had an impact. I wanted, and still I say the same thing, I want to write books that change people’s lives, change how we think and live and read and write. I wanna write books that are read in 50 or 100 years.
I will not allow people to impose rules on me that don’t make sense to me. And I live and work very much outside the literary world and the literary system. What they think and what they believe and what their rules are mean nothing to me.
I’m a writer. I never expected to be recognised on the street. I never expected to get that kind of coverage, good or bad. I never expected to sell as many books as I have.
We know have the power of God in many ways: the atomic bomb, the ability to create life in a test tube, cloning, artificial intelligence.
Words can’t say this. The one word love means too little for what it is. It means everything and that is still not enough.
She made me feel better than I have ever felt, better than I imagined I could feel, and it scared me, it scared me to the point of paralysis.
I hope nobody took the Razzle Dazzle Rose.
I don’t care what people come at me with. People have come at me with everything you could imagine. I could care less about that.
I always wanted to be the outlaw. And that’s to a certain extent how I’ve lived.
Laughing and Love. They are both drugs.
I just think it’s a great world to tell stories in, to tell cool stories: money, sex, fame, and scandal. Those are great subject matters to work with.
They had dreams but they called them dreams because they were unrelated to reality, they were a distant unknown, an impossibility, they would never come true.
I go to my Room and I drink and I smoke some cigarettes and I think about her. I drink and I smoke and I think about her and at a certain point blackness comes and my memory fails me.
But love is different for every person. For some it’s hate, for some it’s joy, for some it’s fear, for some it’s jealousy, for some it’s torture, for some it’s peace. For some it’s everything.
But that’s part of faith. Believing and knowing despite what other people say, and despite what the world might think of your beliefs.
In life we often look to others for simple, but difficult answers, despite the fact that we have those answers ourselves.
Trauma is survivable, but often not much more. It kills you while allowing you to still live.
You don’t have to follow anybody’s rules.
You only live once, buy Picassos whenever possible.