I also thought of playing improvisational jazz and I did take lessons for a while. At first I tried to write fiction by making up things that were completely alien to my life.
I tried to walk with my head high. It was really hard.
His driving is unbelievable. I don't go that far on my holidays.
I wish my name was Tom Kite.
It’s a buzz every time you perform under pressure.
I've had terrible, terrible, terrible shows where I just thought, "That was off-key" or I forgot lines or I thought I looked like an idiot, and then you're leaving and talking to people, and they're like, "I had the best time of my life! That was amazing!" You just never know.
The rise of fascism in Europe sent most Americans home. Some black American communists who had emigrated to the Soviet Union perished in Stalin's purges of the late 1930s.
What writing practice, like Zen practice does is bring you back to the natural state of mind. . . The mind is raw, full of energy, alive and hungry. It does not think in the way we were brought up to think-well-mann ered, congenial.
If I eat, I can't work. I'll eat when I'm dead.