Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever.

Don’t you want to be alive before you die?

My preference is for prose with more silence in it, language that contains more pockets of strangeness.

You bury your childhood here and there. It waits for you, all your life, to come back and dig it up.

We live through books; we have adventures in them, we lead alternative lives through them. We expand our memories through them. And that sometimes art can offer us more intense experiences of the world than life itself can.

I've been getting into Nick Drake lately, the folk singer. Sad, gorgeous stuff.

My sister-in-law is a painter, and I'll say, how long did it take you to paint that painting. She'll say, It took me maybe three days, but it took me all my life to get the skills to paint that painting.