I liked Camille Paglia. I liked her even better when I heard her talk.

The novel is always pop art, and the novel is always dying. That's the only way it stays alive. It does really die. I've been thinking about that a lot.

The reason Saul Bellow doesn't talk to me anymore is because he knows his new novels are not worth reading.

When somebody asks me what I do, I don't think I'd say critic. I say writer.

The novel doesn't come into existence until certain methods of reproducing fiction come along.

DeLillo never seems committed to me to what he is writing. Very nice surfaces, but he's got nothing underneath.

When all of us are forgotten, people will still be remembering Stephen King.