Children, like animals use all their senses to discover the world. Then artists come along and discover it the same way...Or now and then we'll hear from an artisit who's never lost it.

To open up the new, to look back on the old may bring forth like discoveries in the practice of art.

Beware of a man with manners.

Human life is fiction's only theme.

Every story teaches you how to write that story but not the next story.

Long before I wrote stories, I listened for stories. Listening for them is something more acute than listening to them. I suppose it’s an early form of participation in what goes on. Listening children know stories are there. When their elders sit and begin, children are just waiting and hoping for one to come out, like a mouse from its hole.

Learning stamps you with its moments. Childhood's learning is made up of moments. It isn't steady. It's a pulse.