Man may have been made in the image of God, but human society was made in the image of His opposite number, and is always trying to get back home.

Passing time adds false memories and modifies real ones.

Oh, there were all sorts of things to wonder about, but the truth was simple: here stood this door alone on an endless stretch of beach, and it was for only one of two things: opening or leaving closed.

The poets continually and sometimes wilfully mistake love. Love is the old slaughterer.

But see that you get on. That's your job in this hard world, to keep your love alive and see that you get on, no matter what. Pull your act together and just go on.

Try any goddam thing you like, no matter how boringly normal or outrageous. If it works, fine. If it doesn't, toss it. Toss it even if you love it.

I'm seen as somebody who writes for adults because I'm an older man myself. Some of them find me, and a lot of them don't.