I guess I'm not really fond of just chit-chatting. I want to learn something and have an experience.

It's really a misconception to identify the writer with the main character, given that the author creates all the characters in the book. In certain ways, I'm every character.

Making art was really about the problem of the soul, of losing it. It was a technique for inhabiting the world. For not dissolving into it.

Lovers offered only what they offered and nothing more, and what they offered came with provisos: believe what you want and don't look carefully at what isn't acceptable to you.

The VW doesn’t make you think of Hitler and genocide. It’s a breast on wheels, a puffy little dream.

I'm a very interior person. I love silence. I revel in it. I'm happy that way.

I was doing that thing the infatuated do, stitching destiny onto the person we want stitched to us.