I was on the verge of something numinous and profound and in one more second the universe was going to crack open and arcana would rain down on my head like grace and all the cosmic mysteries were going to be revealed.

If people believed in eternal damnation they might not be seizing the day quite so much.

Certainly I had a really terrible time with 'Emotionally Weird.' When I finished it, I thought, 'I can't write any more.

Most people muddled through events and only in retrospect realized their significance.

Sometimes,' Sylvie said, 'one can mistake gratitude for love.

In the end, it is my belief, words are the only things that can construct a world that makes sense.

She should have done science, not spent all her time with her head in novels. Novels gave you a completely false idea about life, they told lies and they implied there were endings when in reality there were no endings, everything just went on and on and on.