Something is always happening, even on the quietest days and deep into the night, if you stand a while and look.

There is a set of balances and rhythms to a novel that we can't experience in real life. So I think there is a sense in which fiction can rescue history from confusion.

There are times when you want to stop working at faith and just be washed in a blowing wind that tells you everything.

Doesn't our knowledge of death make life more precious?' What good is a preciousness based on fear and anxiety? It's an anxious quivering thing

The world is shrinking into a kind of technological funnel. I think people are drawn into their technological devices, and this becomes a kind of subjective universe, into which much of the rest of the world simply does not enter.

We surrounded ourselves with smoke and loud noise. That's the way we chose to live. I'm prepared to defend it.

Fame and secrecy are the high and low ends of the same fascination.