I feel that art has something to do with the achievement of stillness in the midst of chaos.

A novel is balanced between a few true impressions and the multitude of false ones that make up most of what we call life.

Open discussion of many major public questions has for some time now been taboo. We can't open our mouths without being denounced as racists, misogynists, supremacists, imperialists or fascists. As for the media, they stand ready to trash anyone so designated.

I would like to explain that I consider prayer above all an act of gratitude for existence.

I must play the instrument I've got.

There are times when the most practical thing is to lie down.

...I am much better now at ambiguities.