I remember my own childhood vividly...I knew terrible things. But I knew I mustn't let adults know I knew. It would scare them

There's a mystery there, a clue, a nut, a bolt, and if I put it together, I find me.

And it's one of the sexiest things you will ever read of how slow you should take the peach. Don't rush it.

I want to be alone and work until the day my heads hits the drawing table and I'm dead. Kaput. I feel very much like I want to be with my brother and sister again. They're nowhere. I know they're nowhere and they don't exist, but if nowhere means that's where they are, that's where I want to be.

I think that if in your heart, you are seeking out a real puzzle, and you're not looking to frighten anybody, you're not looking to upset anybody, and you're looking to discuss a subject that you yourself went through when you were nine - you just don't remember the difficulties of one's own childhood.

There should be a place where only the things you want to happen, happen.

Life has only gotten better personally for me as I've gotten older. I mean, being young was such a gross waste of time. I was just such a miserable, miserable person.