It's impossible to overstate how my relationship to music forms a preserve for the esoteric or even spiritual aspect of my relationship to cultural stuff, to human expressivity... it's a safe enclosure.

Teenage life - possibly adult life too is all about what you want and can’t have. And then about what you receive and misuse.

Writing is a private discipline, in a field of companions.

To the resentment that hides inside love, to the loneliness that hides among companions.

The arts and a belief in the values of the civil rights movement, in the overwhelming virtue of diversity, these were our religion. My parents worshipped those ideals.

What I'm constantly striving for in my prose is clarity. So that, ideally, the writing will become so transparent that the reader will forget that the medium of communication is language.

what exactly is postmodernism, except modernism without the anxiety?