To be ill adjusted to a deranged world is not a breakdown.

Sometimes we forget that if we do not encourage new work now, we will lose all touch with the work of the past we claim to love. If art is not living in a continuous present, it is living in a museum, only those working now can complete the circuit between the past, present and future energies we call art.

I think writing is a process that starts long before the writers are actually writers and probably goes on long afterward. It's rather like the way the Arabs weave rugs. They don't stop. They just cut them off at a certain spot on the loom. There is no particular beginning or end.

The impulse to worship is impossible to eradicate. Even the most prosaic have to worship something.

However it is debased or misinterpreted, love is a redemptive feature. To focus on one individual so that their desires become superior to yours is a very cleansing experience.

As a writer, if you're prepared to work from your own wound, you're allowing people into the most vulnerable parts of yourself.

Yes, the past is another country, but one that we can visit, and once there we can bring back the things we need.