If something wants to be a story, it will be.

Routine kills creative thought.

I think about stories and their logic and wonder if there can be any such thing as simply "there is a book.

I'm a great believer in gathering together all your obsessions and seeing if you can make a novel out of them.

Real life is physical. Give me books instead. Give me the invisibility of the contents of books, the thoughts, the ideas, the images. Let me become part of a book. . . . an intertextual being: a book cyborg, or, considering that books aren't cybernetic, perhaps a bibliorg.

I wonder if the reason I tend to say yes to everything is because I deeply believe that I can survive anything.

It's not even a question of whether the universe is meaningful or meaningless. It's in what way could it be meaningful, or in what way, if it was meaningful, could that be even more meaningless than normal meaninglessness?