The people who listened to rock 'n' roll, I thought, were bound together against the people who didn't listen to rock 'n' roll. That, of course, didn't work at all. Your taste in rock 'n' roll does not say anything about you, morally or otherwise.

Lord, why did you leave me in these woods?

I am just like everybody else...because there is nobody like me in the whole world.

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

Memory narrativises itself.

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.

You don't want your neurosurgeon to have doubts about the meaning of it all while he or she is operating on your brain.