I hate my life. I'm at the point where I want to hear about other people's lives. it's like switching from fiction to biography.

When I work I have a sculptor's sense of the shape of the words I'm making. I use a machine with larger than average letters: the bigger the better.

The future is always a wholeness, a sameness. We're all tall and happy there,' she said. 'This is why the future fails. It always fails. It can never be the cruel happy place we want to make it.

That's the world out there, little green apples and infectious disease.

A mystery novel localizes the awesome force of the real death outside the book, winds it tightly in a plot.

The term itself--my life--is a desperate overstatement.

Explain me to myself, you’ll make me choke on my lunch. Feel sympathy for me, I’ll puke monkey blood on your understated shoes.