This was the consequence of seeing too much and understanding the horrible truth: No one is safe. The world is not manageable.

In America, if your next-door neighbor has a Rolls-Royce, you want one too. But in England, if your neighbor has a Rolls-Royce, you want him to die in a fiery accident. That's a quote from someone else, but there's something about American optimism, that feeling you can do anything if you're at least middle class in America. If I can have a writing career, anyone can. There's nothing special about me.

Now I don't drink, and I get up in the morning and I write in my diary, and I can write in my diary for hours if I feel like it. And I'm still sober so I can write the stories that I'm working on, and I can sit at the desk as long as I need to. So that changed a lot, I think.

I've often lost faith in myself, I've never lost it in my family.

Also, I used to think that one day I might get someone to iron my shirts, but the truth is I really like doing them myself.

I guess my guilty pleasure would be listening to the British audio versions of the 'Harry Potter' books.

Being locked up is one thing, but to have no concept of confinement, to be ignorant of its terms and never understand that struggle is useless - that's what hell must be like.