In the desert you celebrate nothing but water.

I don't have a plan for a story when I sit down to write. I would get quite bored carrying it out.

The trouble with all of us is we are where we shouldn't be.

It's a responsibility of the writer to get the reader out of the story somehow.

I have spent weeks in the desert, forgetting to look at the moon, he says, as a married man may spend days never looking into the face of his wife. These are not sins of omission but signs of pre-occuopation.

I believe this. When we meet those we fall in love with, there is an aspect of our spirit that is historian, a bit of a pedant who reminisces or remembers a meeting when the other has passed by innocently…but all parts of the body must be ready for the other, all atoms must jump in one direction for desire to occur.

All I desired was to walk upon such an earth that had no maps.