I expect most psychiatrists have a patient or two they'd like to refer to me.

I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.

Typhoid and swans - it all comes from the same place.

Life's too slippery for books, Clarice; anger appears as lust, lupus presents as hives.

Problem-solving is hunting; it is savage pleasure and we are born to it.

What do you look at while you’re making up your mind? Ours is not a reflective culture, we do no raise our eyes up to the hills. Most of the time we decide the critical things while looking at the linoleum floor of an institutional corridor, or whispering hurriedly in a waiting room with a television blatting nonsense.

Let me tell you about my day. I get up at 8 o'clock in the morning. At 8:30 am, I leave the house and I arrive at my office at 8:37. I stay in the office until 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I get in my Porsche and I'm home at 2:03 because the one-way streets make it faster for me to drive. And between 8:36 am and 2 pm, I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.