I wondered if that was true: if they were all really children wrapped up in adult bodies, like children's books hidden in the middle of dull, long adult books, the kind with no pictures or conversations.

And life is a good thing for a writer. It's where we get our raw material, for a start. We quite like to stop and watch it.

There's not much high and low culture any more: there's just mingling streams of art and what matters is whether it's good art or bad art.

I am fascinated a) by transgressive art and b) what happens beyond the boundaries.

I was kidnapped by aliens, they came down from outer space with ray guns, but I fooled them by wearing a wig and laughing in a foreign accent, and I escaped.

For me, closing libraries is the equivalent of eating your seed corn to save a little money.

Black as night, sweet as sin.