When people claim to know who I am, I can no longer act freely.

I collect human relationships very much the way others collect fine art.

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.

The things I write are for those who are willing to accept a new relationship between the reader and the author.

Mapplethorpe presented the body as a sexual object, separating it from the humanity of the person. He added nothing to photography as a medium. I hold his work in low regard.

I don't fret over lost time - I can always use the situations in a novel.

There must be no worse punishment to a totalitarian nation than the withdrawal of capital.