In 25 years of writing novels, I've never had anything that felt like writer's block.

What I really like to learn how to do is to build sentences that are equal to mental states.

The thing that makes reading and writing suspect in the eyes of the market economy is that it's not corrupted.

Maybe happiness is like a virus. Maybe it's one of those bugs that sits for a long time, so we don't even know that we are infected.

The web: yet another total disorientation that becomes status quo without anyone realizing it.

For me, university was just awful because it was closing one door after the other of all these candy shops of professional possibilities.

If you're going to immerse yourself in a project for three years, why not stake out a chunk of the world that is completely alien to you and go traveling?