I feel I am a child that's lost its mother. I feel like a calf whose mother has gone off to slaughter.

I think we have to own the fears that we have of each other, and then, in some practical way, some daily way, figure out how to see people differently than the way we were brought up to.

It matters to me that I feel loved by the universe - and I do.

You die - and this is why manmade religions don't work for so many of us. The notion that you're dead and that's the end, and they even try to contain you in coffins. They make them out of steel and stuff. But really, your journey - for all you know - is just beginning. For all I know, what you see now is just a tiny little seed. So, I may blossom into an entire - I don't know - something in the sky. Who knows where we're going?

Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn't matter. I'm not sure a bad person can write a good book, If art doesn't make us better, then what on earth is it for.

I'm not being disrespectful of the medium; it's just not as important as the work that I actually do [books].

Just because I don't harass it like some peoples us know don't mean I ain't got religion.