I don’t ask writers about their work habits. I really don’t care. Joyce Carol Oates says somewhere that when writers ask each other what time they start working and when they finish and how much time they take for lunch, they’re actually trying to find out, "Is he as crazy as I am?" I don’t need that question answered.

Because that is when you love somebody - when you see them being game in the face of the worst. Not courageous. Not heroic. Just game.

I am the Raskolnikov of jerking off – the sticky evidence is everywhere!

You can no more make someone tell the truth than you can force someone to love you.

You cannot observe people through an ideology. Your ideology observes for you.

For discipline is imposed not just on oneself but on those in one's orbit.

Everyone becomes a part of history whether they like it or not and whether they know it or not.