The writer's life seethes within but not without.
The practice of fiction can be dangerous: it puts ideas into the head of the world.
If you expect the worst from a person you can never be disappointed.
I wrote much because I was paid little. I had no great desire to leave a literary name behind me.
Language exists less to record the actual than to liberate the imagination.
The next morning I woke up at oh eight oh oh hours, my brothers, and as I still felt shagged and fagged and fashed and bashed and my glazzies were stuck together real horrorshow with sleepglue, I thought I would not go to school.