To go on and on about your soul is to miss the whole point of life. I could say that with more certainty if I knew the whole point of life.

I studied art history and philosophy and took economics and political science classes. I just took whatever I wanted and I didn't worry about grades and I read and learned a lot, and I didn't have much of a social life, so it was deeply absorbing.

When I was in high school, and even to a degree while I was in university, I wasn't on the Internet. So it's not as embedded in my soul, that kind of way of being.

Maybe that's good to not feel like you have to keep up when there's so much to keep up with right now. It's bottomless.

I spend most of my time in my head. You can always work out solutions and satisfactions there. Maybe you can't actually bring them about, but there's usually a pleasant pillow of time between imagining you can, and realizing you cannot.

Writing fiction is a good way to inhabit other minds, if not other lives.

It's so hard to live that one needs a support around life. We can't live without some supernatural support.