I Wouldn't Presume To Define Noir -

I Wanted A Drink. There Were A Hundred Reasons Why A Man Will Want A Drink, But I Wanted One Now For The Most Elementary Reason Of All. I Didn't Want To Feel What I Was Feeling, And A Voice Within Was Telling Me That I Needed A Drink, That I Couldn't Bear It Without It. But That Voice Is A Liar. You Can Always Bear The Pain. It'll Hurt, It'll Burn Like Acid In An Open Wound, But You Can Stand It. And, As Long As You Can Make Yourself Go On Choosing The Pain Over The Relief, You Can Keep Going.

Every Year There's A Few More Things I'm Not Sure Of. I've Decided That A Wide-ranging Uncertainty Is The Mark Of The True Maturity Of Man.

Serendipity. Look For Something, Find Something Else, And Realize That What You've Found Is More Suited To Your Needs Than What You Thought You Were Looking For.

I Think Persistence In The Face Of Adversity Is An Essential Part Of A Writer’s Job Description. If You Don’t Care Enough About It To Avoid Being Easily Disheartened That Way, You Really Should Be Doing Something Else.

Booze And Tobacco And Lots Of Sex. It Keeps A Lad Young.