Mine is not an autonomous imagination.

I'm a romantic; you have to be to marry four times.

I remain a fan of my friend Bret Easton Ellis's 'American Psycho.' I think as a book about New York in the '80s it was pretty excellent.

The only sensible approach is not to take it too seriously. What counts is the writing.

You keep thinking that with practice you will eventually get the knack of enjoying superficial encounters, that you will stop looking for the universal solvent, stop grieving. You will learn to compound happiness out of small increments of mindless pleasure.

I don't want to have my life fall apart for my work.

Everything becomes symbol and irony when you've been betrayed