I don't consider myself paranoid at all. I think I see things exactly as they are.

I think more than writers, the major influences on me have been European movies, jazz, and Abstract Expressionism.

Insanity's so personal. It's hard to know who shares our secrets.

You have to break through the structure of your own stonework habit just to make yourself listen.

I think that the massive, overarching, interconnected systems of technology tend to make us a little insecure, somewhat pliable, and susceptible to half-beliefs.

It was the time of year, the time of day, for a small insistent sadness to pass into the texture of things. Dusk, silence, iron chill. Something lonely in the bone.

I don't want to do the type of writing where I recite biography, parentage and education. I want to rise up from the words on the page and do something, hurt someone.