I write for a certain sphere of readers in the United States who on average watch seven and a half hours of multichannel television per day.

There's a place beyond words where experience first occurs to which I always want to return. I suspect that whenever I articulate my thoughts or translate my impulses into words, I am betraying the real thoughts and impulses which remain hidden.

Like nature, our economic system remains, in the long run, stable and rational...We welcome the inevitable seasons of our economy! How foolish of us.

Travel gives me the opportunity to walk through the sectors of cities where one can clearly see the passage of time.

Can the imagination, any more than the boy, be held prisoner ?" - from the foreword to the 1976 edition of "The Painted Bird

I suppress in my prose any language which calls attention to itself.

Physical comfort has nothing to do with any other comfort.