Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of grievances between the present and the past.

Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of grievances between the present and the past.

In a crisis the true facts are whatever other people say they are.

He speaks in your voice, American, and there's a shine in his eye that's halfway hopeful.

There are dead stars that still shine because their light is trapped in time. Where do I stand in this light, which does not strictly exist? (155)

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.

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.