Yes. Yes I am. I am a completely demented misogynist.

Do you wear a diaphragm everywhere you go?' I want to scream, but stop myself because the idea really excites me.

Sex is mathematics. Individuality no longer an issue. What does intelligence signify? Define reason. Desire - meaningless. Intellect is not a cure. Justice is dead.

Writing fiction is an act of imagination and fantasizing, and it's not relating in prose what you've been doing for the last two or three years.

Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn't that what people do?

What else is there to do in college except drink beer or slit one's wrists?

I think the '80s created me, in a way, when I look back on that time, but I don't necessarily think that a lot of my choices, and a lot of things that I did, and a lot of things that happened to me - or I let happen to me - were about that decade.