Self-consciousness is the destroyer of erotic joy.
Is there any meaning in my life that the inevitable death awaiting me does not destory?
There are ways in which art can have a longer reach than politics.
A story lives transformed by a gesture not made or a word not spoken
Reading groups, readings, breakdowns of book sales all tell the same story: when women stop reading, the novel will be dead.
Someone once asked me "If your life could be extended to 150 and you could start another career, would you?" And I said "No, thanks, I think I'll stick at this."