I was never either pro-culture or counter-culture. I was in a kind of middle state.
A dead afternoon in a dark bar was not the worst of fates.
People think about who they are in the stillest hour of the night.
A shrewd person would one day start a religion based on coincidence, if he hasn't already, and make a million.
It frequently happens that I begin a novel with just a visual image of something, a vague sense of people in three dimensional space.
Doesn't seem quite real. It's not meaningful. I can't quite imagine myself being 73. That's the age my father was! [Laughter.] How can I be his age? It's weird.