You refuse to own yourself, you permit others to do it for you

I don't think it's a question of whether you eat meat. It's a question of what kind of meat, and where it comes from.

A suicide is both a rebuke to the living and a puzzle that defies them to solve it. Like a poem, suicide is finished and refuses to answer questions as to its final cause.

He needed to exist only in the present, without guilt, without expectation.

Even in the tragedies, [William] Shakespeare always put in parts for the comic actors because his audience was mixed. He puts in people who talk like aristocrats. He puts in idiots and fools.

For me the experience of writing is really an experience of losing control.... I think it's very much like dreaming or like surfing. You go out there and wait for a wave, and when it comes it takes you somewhere and you don't know where it'll go.

By telling you anything at all I'm at least believing in you, I believe you're there, I believe you into being.