That what appears to be egoism so often isn't.

Lucky people develop a relationship with a certain kind of art that becomes spiritual, almost religious, and doesn’t mean, you know, church stuff, but it means you’re just never the same.

This appetite to choose death by pleasure if it is available to choose - this appetite of your people unable to choose appetites, this is the death.

I think TV promulgates the idea that good art is just art which makes people like and depend on the vehicle that brings them the art.

In dark times, the definition of good art would seem to be art that locates and applies CPR to those elements of what's human and magical that still live and glow despite the times' darkness. Really good fiction could have as dark a worldview as it wished, but it'd find a way both to depict this world and to illuminate the possibilities for being alive and human in it.

I received 500,000 discrete bits of information today, of which maybe 25 are important. My job is to make some sense of it.

Words and a book and a belief that the world is words.