To forgive is wisdom, to forget is genius. And easier. Because it's true. It's a new world every heart beat.

People don't use their eyes. They never see a bird, they see a sparrow. They never see a tree, they see a birch. They see concepts.

Nothing like poetry when you lie awake at night. It keeps the old brain limber. It washes away the mud and sand that keeps on blocking up the bends. Like waves to make the pebbles dance on my old floors. And turn them into rubies and jacinths; or at any rate, good imitations.

I write the big scenes first, that is, the scenes that carry the meaning of the book, the emotional experience.

The will is never free - it is always attached to an object, a purpose. It is simply the engine in the car - it can't steer

An old mans memories, like his bones, grow sharp with age and show their true shapes.

Plantie is a very strong Protestant, that is to say, he's against all churches, especially the Protestant: and he thinks a lot of Buddha, Karma and Confucius. He is also a bit of an anarchist and three or four years ago he took up Einstein and vitamins.