I guess they needed a maze in Japan, where everything's neat and tidy. In America everybody's already wandering around lost.

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

I don't paint anymore. I haven't since I abandoned it at 19, in order to begin writing seriously.

I had always wanted to be a writer who confused genre boundaries and who was read in multiple contexts.

Nature, or at least birds and women, abhorred the invisible man.

I've never related to the work geek at all-it sounds much more horrible than nerd. Like a freak biting a chicken's head off in a sideshow.

I just noticed recently that in one book after another I seem to find an excuse to find some character who, to put it idiotically simply, is allowed to talk crazy.