I was a biography in constant motion, memory to the marrow of my bones.

I cannot and do not live in the world of discretion, not as a writer, anyway. I would prefer to, I assure you - it would make life easier. But discretion is, unfortunately, not for novelists.

All that we don't know is astonishing. Even more astonishing is what passes for knowing.

Is an intelligent human being likely to be much more than a large-scale manufacturer of misunderstanding?

For a pure sense of being tumultuously alive, you can't beat the nasty side of existence.

Satire is moral outrage transformed into comic art.

I think I write or publish as much as I do because I can bear being without a book to work on.