A 'truth' detached and purified of pleasures of ordinary life is not worth a damn in my view. Every grand theory and noble sentiment ought to be first tested in the kitchen-and then in bed, of course.

The ambition of much of today's literary theory seems to be to find ways to read literature without imagination.

If the sky falls they shall have clouds for supper.

Silence is the only language god speaks.

Insomnia is an all-night travel agency with posters advertising faraway places.

Only poetry can measure the distance between ourselves and the Other.

The world is beautiful but not sayable. That's why we need art.