The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words.

He had senile dementia and liked to go outside naked, but he could still do two things perfectly: win at checkers and write out prescriptions.

A certain feeling comes from throwing your good life away, and it is one part rapture.

The daily work - that goes on, it adds up.

What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive.

It is completely usual for me to get up in the morning, take a look around, and laugh out loud.

You know what the issue is? Do you want to know? It's what these guys have decided to call America. They have the audacity to say, 'There, you sons of bitches, don't lay a finger on it. That is a finished product.'" "But any country is still in the making. Always. That's just history, people have to see that.