Some praise me, some blame me. I go the other way. Sometimes those things that attract the most attention to us are the things which afford us the greatest privacy

Writing a novel is not so much a project as a journey, a voyage, an adventure.

There are two lost continents.... We are one: the lovers.

Plato did claim that the unexamined life was not worth living. Oedipus Rex was not so sure.

In order to be respected, authority has got to be respectable.

When a culture is being dumbed down as effectively as ours is, its narrative arts (literature, film, theatre) seem to vacillate between the brutal and the bland, sometimes in the same work.

The illusion of the seventh veil was the illusion that you could get somebody else to do it for you. To think for you. To hang on your cross. The priest, the rabbi, the imam, the swami, the philosophical novelist were traffic cops, at best. They might direct you through a busy intersection, but they wouldn't follow you home and park your car.