I suspect that many of the great cultural shifts that prepare the way for political change are largely aesthetic.

Sex times technology equals the future.

By the eighteenth book, one has a sense of having bricked oneself into a niche, a roosting place for other people's pigeons. I wouldn't recommend it.

I don't think it's possible to touch people's imagination today by aesthetic means.

Most writers flinch at the thought of being completely honest about themselves. So absolute honesty is what marks the true modern.

But I wouldn't recommend writing. You can be a successful writer and never meet another soul. I'm not sure that's a good thing.

A ton of Proust isn’t worth an ounce of Ray Bradbury.