The genius of rock music is that it matched the cultural hysteria around it.

Something lurked inside the truth.

These are the days after. Everything now is measured by after.

Once you've seen the signs about the barn, it becomes impossible to see the barn.

I think literature has lost it's power. Great novels continue to be written, but they are no longer changing the world.

Just because it's on the radio doesn't mean we have to suspend belief in the evidence of our senses.

There's a curious knot that binds novelists and terrorists...Years ago I used to think it was possible for a novelist to alter the inner life of the culture. Now bomb-makers and gunmen have taken that territory. They make raids on human consciousness. What writers used to do before we were all incorporated.