We lose ourselves in stories; that's the beauty of literary art.
Memory changes as a person matures.
There's a phenomenology of being sick, one that depends on temperament, personal history, and the culture which we live in.
Every painting is always two paintings: The one you see, and the one you remember.
Depression is when you think there's nothing to be done. Fortunately I always think there's something to be done.
Whenever I sign books, I get this line over and over again from men: "I don't read fiction, but my wife does. Would you sign the book to her?" What are those men doing there? And where are their wives?