Authenticity is too big a subject to just toss in with the question about the photographs!

I don't quite see the 20th century as one of chaos. But I believe in certain inevitable outcomes of a materialist nature.

The desire for love is universal but that has never meant it’s worthy of respect. It’s not admirable to want love, it just is.

I was very precocious when I was young. I went to college at 16, and I graduated at 20. I wanted to be a writer, but I was more interested in experience than in applying myself intellectually.

I didn't do a masters in creative writing until I was 26, which is quite old, and then I found myself in New York and I needed money, so I started working full time as an editor.

I don't really see art as structured by logic.

And here I arrive at my point. The point is that everyone has a different dream. The point is that it is a grave mistake to assume your dream is in any way shared, that it’s a common dream. Not only is it not shared, not common, there is no reason to assume that other people don’t find you and your dream utterly revolting.