Writing for me, even what you call serious writing, is play.

Dialogue in fiction is always written to be read in silence. The page is the limit. Dialogue on stage and on the screen is meant to be spoken. The voice is the limit.

When I write, the first blank page, or any blank page, means nothing to me. What means something is a page that has been filled with words.

If the sleep of reason produces monsters, what does the sleep of unreason produce?

I wrote for a weekly magazine and then edited a literary magazine, but I did not really feel comfortable with the profession of journalism itself

A very wise author once said that a writer writes for himself, and then publishes for money. I write for myself and publish just for the reader

I believe that writers, unless they consider themselves terribly exquisite, are at heart people who live by night, a little bit outside society, moving between delinquency and conformity