I don't have traceable literary models because I haven't had great literary influences in my life.

I believe that people who don't achieve anything in life are isolated and resent those that are successful.

I'm not terribly happy about rock and roll. Certain rock music is uninspiring, numbing; it makes you feel like an idiot.

I believe in characters as vehicles of exposition. Their voices are full of hidden clues, and I like to listen to them.

Book reviews have never helped me. Most of them erred in their interpretations and their work has been a waste of time.

What better model of a synthesis than a nocturnal dream? Dreams simplify, don't they?

It's my own personal unconscious that ultimately creates the novel's aesthetic facade.