I don't think anything needs to happen in a book.

Sunday was always the best of days for being the self you had intended to be, but were not, for one reason or another.

I'm confused, and brilliant books help me to be less so.

I'm clearer now in what I want to say, and I know better how to say just that.

The books turn out to be about things afterwards. I don't go into them with concepts, for the most part.

I have a different purpose in writing each novel. Some of them seem more similar than others, but the purposes are always different.

First, he says, you have to go out into the world. This is not a simple matter of going outside one's door. No, that is simply going out. That's what one does when one is on the way to the store to buy a loaf of bread, some cheese, and a bottle of wine. When one goes out into the world, one is shedding preconceptions of past paths and ideas of past paths, and trying to move freely through an unsubstantiated and new geography.