The kernel, the soul - let us go further and say the substance, the bulk, the actual and valuable material of all human utterances - is plagiarism.

I'm a serial deconstructor of my own authority in certain areas.

In the sea of words, the in print is foam, surf bubbles riding the top. And it's a dark sea, and deep, where divers need lights on their helmets and would perish at the lower depths.

Novelists get to direct the perfect films. We get to cast every part. We dress the set exactly as we wish.

I want to write books that can be read a hundred years from now, and readers wouldn't be bogged down by irrelevant details.

As I get older I find that the friendships that are the most certain, ultimately, are the ones where you and the other person have made substantial amounts of money for one another.

Life is fundamentally up for grabs