I thought of myself as a writer for years before I got around to writing anything.

Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.

We dress them [children] in the presumptions of the world. They are the bright small face of hope. They are the last belief we have, the belief in making them believe.

The theory of the teacher with all these immigrant kids was that if you spoke English loudly enough they would eventually understand.

Movies are too literal.

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.

I did have a feeling then that the culture of factuality was so dominating that storytelling had lost all its authority.