It's so hard to say what you really mean. For any number of reasons: to protect yourself, or if you just can't find the words.

I'm hugely honored [with the Man Booker Prize].

I'm healthier in California, probably a little happier, maybe.

It's all the same for me, how I teach, how I write, how I think.

The anger and fear are so global. And of course, we live where we live and there's a hierarchy to who is worth what. It's been going on for a long, long time.

If all the students who slept through lectures were laid end to end, they'd all be a lot more comfortable. If all the world's a stage, I want to operate the trap door.

Why are the mainstream buzz things rarely contemporary? It doesn't happen very often. It's hard to feel culpable or implicated or even apathetic.