A book's flaws make it less predictable.

No matter where I was, my compass pointed west. I would always know what time it was in California.

What is real is always worth it.

This was the life I was going to be living, everybody separated from everybody else, hanging on for a moment only to be washed away.

When I start writing, my unconscious, my conflicts, my thoughts all start to come up. So for me, writing is an exploration. I never know how my stories will end.

As an artist, you can never get what you want. What you do never approaches what you want it to be.

echo, the death of a sound that had nowhere to go but to come back.