I need fiction like you need to eat or exercise.

Heaven opened and the water hammered down, reviving the reluctant old well, greenmossing the pigless pigsty, carpet bombing still, tea-colored puddles the way memory bombs still, tea-colored minds.

Money need not be our only reward.

To call someone 'anti-American', indeed, to be anti-American, is not just racist, it's a failure of the imagination.

Ever since the Great Depression, we know that one of the key ways in which the US economy has stimulated growth is by manufacturing weapons and exporting war to other countries.

The minute what you think of as radical becomes an institutionalised, funded operation, you're in some trouble.

It's so frightening, the nationalism in the air.