I write fiction, there's no guarantee that what I say is truthful.

Friendships are an unforseeable burden.

On the one hand I'm writing about somebody about whom I say in the book, "The only thing worse than being a statistic is being a statistical anomaly." So I'm writing about a particularly unlucky person. So that's a special type of hell, to be particularly unlucky.

We were on our way to the twentieth floor, sharing the elevator with two suits that had men inside them.

Raymond Chandler I love a lot, and the Austrian writer Thomas Bernhard. I really love his voice.

I was so happy I wanted to fold all the people into paper airplanes and fly them into the lidless eye of that big yellow moon.

Regrets came up and asked me if I’d like to own them. Declined them for the most part but took a few just so I wouldn’t leave this relationship empty handed.