It is in middles that extremes clash, where ambiguity restlessly rules.

But it seems to me that once you begin a gesture it's fatal not to go through with it.

The great thing about the dead, they make space.

But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.

The Founding Fathers in their wisdom decided that children were an unnatural strain on parents. So they provided jails called schools, equipped with tortures called an education.

Nothing seems to matter quite as much. I no longer think about death in the concentrated way I once did. I don't know? you get so old and you sort of give up in some way. You've had your period of angst, your period of religious desperation, and you've arrived at a philosophical position where you don't need, or you can't bear, to look at it.

The measure of artistic merit is the length to which a writer is willing to go in following his own compulsions.