Sometimes it seems to me that the celebration of a person is really just a prelude to ridicule.

I've always found too that somewhere in whatever you've just written lies the seed of what you're going to write next.

It's hard to imagine there's a place for great writing inside a multinational conglomerate.

I have very mixed feelings about the movie business, and about Los Angeles in general.

A Good Soldier is one of my favorite novels, for various reasons. But the class question is a good one, because it's not always easy to empathize with privileged people.

I think it's what fiction is for: to illuminate that gap between our secret selves and our more visible and apparent ones.

Great books are written from a sense that there is nothing to lose.