When we lived in Juneau, Alaska, it was a town of about 7,000 people, and totally isolated; the only way to get to it was by ship.

I don't have any training as an actor, but I guess I'm an intense pretender. When you read something over and over, it gets into you a little bit. You can't help but begin to feel it, even if you're a healthy person as I think I am

Motive is never easy. Sometimes it occurs to one only later.

The writer should always serve as his own angleworm —and the sharper the barb with which he fishes himself out of blackness, the better.

The only thing that exists is torment, lyricism, and the magnificence of language.

To be anywhere near an enormous ocean liner when you are just like a fish in the water is frightening.

Even the small amount of infamy I have makes me uncomfortable - on a personal level and on a professional level.