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.

Everytime you read, you are walking among the dead, and, if you are listening, you just might hear prophecies.

I understand that when people read my books that there's something there - but I don't identify with it.

I wasn't really into body piercings until I found that about half my female students had them.

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

If you ask me what I want, I'll tell you. I want everything.

'cause humans, above all, fear intelligence. how humans, scared out of their minds, gather whatever intelligence they can put their hands on and put it all in a central penitentiary named facts.