Whatever solidarity I have established with other writers individually, it is usually organized around books. We connected as readers, as it were, not writers.

All the lives I could live, all the people I will never know, never will be, they are everywhere. That is all that the world is.

If you can't go home, there is nowhere to go, and nowhere is the biggest place in the world-indeed, nowhere is the world.

People will always tell stories. The publishing industry might vanish, but not stories.

We, as writers, have to figure out a way to create a consciousness in language. It's crazy even to attempt to do that.

Belief and delusion are incestuous siblings.

There is a logic [to my reading], but I can't define it. I like reading impulsively. I collect books, I have a lot of them, but most of them I have not read yet. I'll read them when they call me from the shelf.