Quotes from Bill Barich

The writer's life: Hard days, lots of work, no money, too much silence. Nobody's fault. You chose it.

A good writer refuses to be socialized. He insists on his own version of things, his own consciousness. And by doing so he draws the reader's eye from its usual groove into a new way of seeing things.

So much must be established at birth . . . in the random choosing of a name.

Racetracks seem to reward innocence. If babies were permitted to wager, they'd ultimately win so much money that management everywhere would bar them. NO BABIES ALLOWED, says a big sign at Hialeah. At Belmont Park, it reads, BEAT IT, BABIES.

Travel spoils you for regular life.