You are frightened of everything. You call it caution. You call it common sense. You call it practicality. You call it playing the odds, but that's only because you're afraid to call it by its real name, and its real name is fear.

We think literature is immortal, but even that decays and ultimately turns to dust.

I was always totally convinced that three weeks after the revolution they'd put me up against the wall and shoot me.

You are frightened of everything. You call it caution. You call it common sense. You call it practicality. You call it playing the odds, but that's only because you're afraid to call it by its real name, and its real name is fear.

Every invention eventually becomes obsolete.

I like to write adventure stories; that's what I tell myself. But you can't help letting your own personality, your own experiences, slip through.

I was exactly having fun. I was stone miserable, but I wasn't hating doing it; I was loving doing it, but it's just damaged and warped.