Nationality isn't soul.
You write by sitting down and writing. There's no particular time or place—you suit yourself, your nature. How one works, assuming he's disciplined, doesn't matter.
Revision is one of the exquisite pleasures of writing.
Where to look if you've lost your mind?
It was all those biographies in me yelling, 'We want out. We want to tell you what we've done to you.'
A man is an island in the only sense that matters, not an easy way to be. We live in mystery, a cosmos of separate lonely bodies, men, insects, stars. It is all loneliness and men know it best.