What night gave Rafael was a formlessness in which everything had a purpose. As if darkness had a hidden musical language.

Over the years, confusing fragments, lost corners of stories, have a clearer meaning when seen in a new light, a different place.

People don't write about kids; you have to give them a lot of freedom, and that causes anarchy and that causes farce.

If she were a writer she would collect her pencils and notebooks and favourite cat and write in bed. Strangers and lovers would never get past the locked door.

Jung was absolutely right about one thing. We are occupied by gods. The mistake is to identify with the god occupying you.

A writer uses a pen instead of a scalpel or blow torch.

When I began to write novels, I wanted to keep that element of interaction with the reader that exists in poetry, not just for the reader to be shepherded from A to B to C to D but to participate, and the less you say sometimes, the better it is. You know, it's the way when someone speaks very quietly, you move forward so you can listen more carefully.