I do have a sense of displacement as constant instability — the uninterrupted existence of everything that I love and care about is not guaranteed at all. I wait for catastrophes.

Lord, why did you leave me in these woods?

I don't think that everyone should have a philosophical answer to any given question. There are things that need to be done.

To write has to be related to a drive inside.

Anything that might come under arts should not be subject to the whims of the idiotic market because the market's stupid, and it gravitates toward simplicity - towards essentializing things so they can be sold.

It was always clear to me that I would have to earn my readers, some I would have to find, some to create.

I resist when someone calls me a novelist: it implies some kind of inherent superiority of the novel. I'm not a novelist, I'm a writer.