Money's important. Everyone cares about money. And when you don't have money, money becomes the overriding obsession of your life.

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

To feel estranged from language is to lose your own body.

We construct a narrative for ourselves, and that's the thread that we follow from one day to the next. People who disintegrate as personalities are the ones who lose that thread.

Stories without endings can do nothing but go on forever, and to be caught in one means that you must die before your part in it is played out.

I wrote Report from the Interior was that after I finished Winter Journal, I took a pause, and I realized there was more I wanted to say.

What better portrait of a writer than to show a man who has been bewitched by books?