All novels are experimental.
We can destroy what we have written, but we cannot unwrite it.
Literature ceases to be literature when it commits itself to moral uplift; it becomes moral philosophy or some such dull thing.
All art preserves mysteries which aesthetic philosophers tackle in vain.
Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
The ideal reader of my novels is a lapsed Catholic and failed musician, short-sighted, colour-blind, auditorily biased, who has read the books that I have read.