I don't think it's like eastern mysticism, which leaves the person whole. It's really another form of cancer, television.

The New York Times is the worst newspaper in the world and it's extremely vicious to artists.

There's the world of the newspapers. They believe that what is happening is happening, which is so naïve. Because they're the first to turn on that.

I think fame is something that you've achieved in your inner self that becomes known to others outside you. There are really very few famous people in history.

Publishers seem to be in an alcoholic haze most of the time. Well, the publishers have no idea what a writer is.

Feeling is taboo, especially in New York. I read in some little magazine the other day that The New Yorker and The New York Times were sclerotic, meaning, "completely turned to rock." The critics here are that way.

I've never been in fashion. Not at all.