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

Everything that goes on in your whole life is a result of molecules rushing around somewhere in your brain.

How many beginnings before you see the lies in your excitement?

Facts are lonely things.

I've always seen myself in sentences. I begin to recognize myself, word by word, as I work through a sentence.

I think if you maintain a force in the world that comes into people's sleep, you are exercising a meaningful power.

Silence, exile, cunning and so on... it's my nature to keep quiet about most things. Even the ideas in my work.