The act of memory is an act of ghostwriting.

Dead things show you what you’ll be too one day.

For me, novels coalesce into being, rather than arrive fully formed.

Truth is singular. Its 'versions' are mistruths.

Loneliness is an integral part of travelling. I used to think it was the downside to travelling, but now I realise it is a necessary educative part of it to be embraced.

Love's pure free joy when it works, but when it goes bad you pay for the good hours at loan-shark prices.

I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so.