but even the facts do not always tell the truth

In my life, I've lived in very different kinds of places - very tiny rooms when I was young. And you do learn to cope with it. The funny thing is, as you begin to inhabit larger places, it's very interesting how quickly you adapt to your space. What seems enormous at first becomes natural after a few weeks.

Money, of course, is never just money. It's always something else, and it's always something more, and it always has the last word.

The kind of fiction I'm trying to write is about telling the truth.

I don't have all the facts. And I might misremember. As a matter of fact, after I finished Winter Journal, I realized that I'd gotten someone's name wrong.

you can survive only if nothing is necessary to you

In Invisible there's a lot about childhood, the death of the brother and then the relationship between the brother and sister.