On the surface we all act like we all love each other and we're free and easy, and actually we're far more moralistic than any other society I've ever lived in.

I have become interested in languages which I cannot make up, which I cannot create or even create in: I have become interested in languages which I can only come up upon (as I disappear), a pirate upon buried treasure. The dreamer, the dreaming, the dream. I call these languages, languages of the body.

You create identity, you're not given identity per se. What became more and more interesting to me wasn't the I, it was text because it's text that create identity. That's how I got interested in plagiarism.

First of all, writing at best - certainly fiction writing - more and more I think is magic.

Whereas the slums in Hamburg are the slums of its sailors, Berlin is a big slum.

Thats what the right-wing is good at: figuring out the left wing.

The only reaction against an unbearable society is equally unbearable nonsense.