...there must be an inviolate place where the choices and decisions, however imperfect, are the writer's own, where the decision must be as individual and solitary as birth or death.

time past is not time gone, it is time accumulated with the host resembling the character in the fairytale who was joined along the route by more and more characters none of whom could be separated from one another or from the host, with some stuck so fast that their presence caused physical pain.

Timmy, who made a daring escape, also made a mistake of paying the taxi driver with a check made out of toilet paper.

I don't wish to inhabit the human world under false pretences.

There is no past or future. Using tenses to divide time is like making chalk marks on water.

For your own good is a persuasive argument that will eventually make a man agree to his own destruction.

It would be nice to travel if you knew where you were going and where you would live at the end or do we ever know, do we ever live where we live, we're always in other places, lost, like sheep.