Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.

Because like all whores you value propriety. You are creature of capitalism, the ethics of which are so totally corrupt and hypocritical that your beauty is no more than the beauty of gold, which is to say false and cold and useless.

My memories pale as I prevail upon them again and again. They become more and more ghostly. I fear nothing so much as losing them altogether and having only my blank endless mind to live in.

History is the present. That's why every generation writes it anew. But what most people think of as history is its end product, myth.

When you're working well, you don't do research. Whatever you need comes to you.

Things that appear on the front page of the newspaper as 'fact' are far more dangerous than the games played by a novelist, and can lead to wars.

Facts are the images of history, just as images are the facts of fiction.