One cannot distinguish between human and non-human acts. One cannot point, one cannot say this man here is a man and that man there is a devil.

It's a sin for a writer to go looking for camels to put into his or her pages. I only want details that are the story.

I think it's common sense to shy away from the erotic. Perhaps this grand experiment, which started with Lady Chatterley's Lover, of seeing what you can write and how you can write about sex, has reached a certain weary terminus with Fifty Shades of Grey.

One cannot distinguish between human and non-human acts. One cannot point, one cannot say this man here is a man and that man there is a devil.

Writing is not lying, nor is it theft. It is a journey and search for transparency between one’s words and one’s soul.

What reality was ever made by realists?

Literary prizes serve a purpose if they allow for discussion of books.