The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Water's death with was Augustus Waters.

If I had cared about her as I should have, as I thought I did, how could I have let her go?

I believe in that line from An Imperial Affliction. 'The risen sun too bright in her losing eyes.' That's God, I think, the rising sun, and the light is too bright and her eyes are losing but they aren't lost.

I was not religious, but I liked rituals. I liked the idea of connecting an action with remembering.

standing in line is a form of oppression

Observation: It would be awesome to fly in a superfast airplane that could chase the sunrise around the world for a while.

We have this habit of romanticizing the lives of writers. I remember when I was a kid, I was like, 'I want to be Kurt Vonnegut.'