There are times, they occur with increasing frequency nowadays, when I seem to know nothing, when everything I know seems to have fallen out of my mind like a shower of rain, and I am gripped for a moment in paralysed dismay, waiting for it all to come back but with no certainty that it will.
John BanvilleAll I wanted was to be left alone. They abhor a vacuum, other people. You find a quiet corner where you can hunker down in peace, and the next minute there they are, crowding around you in their party hats, tooting their paper whistles in your face and insisting you get up and join in the knees-up.
John BanvilleThe trouble with you, Vic," he said, "is that you think of the world as a sort of huge museum with too many visitors allowed in.
John BanvilleI have this fantasy. I'm walking past a bookshop and I click my fingers and all my books go blank. So I can start again and get it right.
John BanvilleAll a work of art can do is present the surface. I can't know the insides of people. I know very little about the inside of myself.
John BanvilleHe knows that after him everything will continue on much as before, except that there will be a minuscule absence, a barely detective gap in the so-called grand scheme, one unit fewer now. Or not even that, not even an empty space where he once was, for all will rush immediately to fill that vacuum. Pft. Gone. Recollections of him will remain in the minds of others for a while, but presently those others too will die and his few relics with them. And then all will be dark.
John Banville