I really think I write about everyday life. I don't think I'm quite as odd as others say I am. Life is intrinsically, well, boring and dangerous at the same time. At any given moment the floor may open up. Of course, it almost never does; that's what makes it so boring.

I have given up considering happiness as relevant.

Only art means anything.

Not everything in life can be interpreted metaphorically; that's because things fall out on the way.

I tend to be rather inconsequential and trail off.

Interviewer: What is your greatest regret? Gorey: That I don't have one

God knows, there's enough to worry about without worrying about worrying about things.