I think all writers are a bit crazy; Damaged souls, incapable of doing anything else.

Paintings. Or the collapse of time in images.

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.

Our lives carry us along in ways we cannot control, and almost nothing stays with us. It dies when we do, and death is something that happens to us every day.

If the world weren't such a beautiful place, we might all turn into cynics

Writing is a solitary business. It takes over your life. In some sense, a writer has no life of his own. Even when he’s there, he’s not really there.

If you're not ready for everything, you're not ready for anything.