Things don't go away just because you choose to forget them.

The creative part of oneself finds its way out. In this case, I got interested particularly in the medium of Twitter and looked for ways to use it creatively.

It wasn't a deception: all lovers live on partial knowledge.

The white savior supports brutal policies in the morning, founds charities in the afternoon, and receives awards in the evening.

Things don't go away just because you choose to forget them.

Yes, there's a relaying of internal states that only a novel can achieve. In my view, the novel is one of Europe's greatest gifts to the world. America and Africa collaborated to give the world jazz. We'll call it even.

Not explicitly, no. Compared to this enormous, relentless evolutionary activity in the built environment, writing is small potatoes.