I thought I might write mysteries for the rest of my life.

There are hundreds of Frank Lloyd Wright buildings around the United States and in other countries, too. Wright lived into his 90s, and one of his most famous buildings, the Guggenheim Museum in New York, was completed just before his death. Wright buildings look like Wright buildings - that is their paradox.

Writing novels is an essentially amateur activity.

Good intentions are wicked! As far as I can see, all they lead to are lies and delusions.

I was depressed, but that was a side issue. This was more like closing up shop, or, say, having a big garage sale, where you look at everything you've bought in your life, and you remember how much it meant to you, and now you just tag it for a quarter and watch 'em carry it off, and you don't care. That's more like how it was.

In my experience, there is only one motivation, and that is desire. No reasons or principle contain it or stand against it.

People are quite frequently eccentric.