The conversation seemed just as boring and forgettable as details of American history around 1805, for example.

How easy it was to lie when one had to lie!

That wasn't a bad price for a first book. My agent upped it as much as possible. I was 27 and had nothing behind me. I was working like a fool to earn a living and pay for my apartment

If people have bought something of mine, they know by now that I will decline writing it for the movies

Everything human is alien to me.

The night was a time for bestial affinities, for drawing closer to oneself.

It always gets late with you. - Is that a compliment?