To me, the solidarity of readers is far more important than the solidarity of writers, particularly since readers in fact find ways to connect over a book or books, whatever they may be.

Everyone operates within their own domain and obviously those domains overlap to a great extent.

Lord, why did you leave me in these woods?

Home is where somebody notices when you are no longer there.

There's no bad writing; you did something. I was operating inside language, and I did something. I'm not ashamed of it.

I end up writing something every day, since I develop six or seven things at the same time - soccer columns, this and that.

There are moments in life when it is all turned inside out--what is real becomes unreal, what is unreal becomes tangible, and all your levelheaded efforts to keep a tight ontological control are rendered silly and indulgent.