Making books has always felt very connected to my bookselling experience, that of wanting to draw people's attention to things that I liked, to shape things that I liked into new shapes.

I'm a firm believer that there are no rules in art. Every trajectory is different.

All paths lead nowhere; choose one with heart...

Apparently Brooklyn needn't always push itself to be something else, something conscious and anxious, something pointed toward Manhattan.... Brooklyn might sometimes also be pleased, as here on Flatbush, to be its grubby, enduring self.

You don’t have the slightest idea of what it means to write a scene and a character in the English language, with images and words chock full of received meaning.

Fantastic writing in English is kind of disreputable, but fantastic writing in translation is the summit.

There's something about the rhythms of language that correspond to the rhythms of our own bodies.