Deciding what is being talked about is a kind of interpretive bet.

You cannot escape one infinite, I told myself, by fleeing to another. You cannot escape the revelation of the identical by taking refuge in the illusion of the multiple.

Nothing is more fleeting than external form, which withers and alters like the flowers of the field at the appearance of autumn.

but I had also learned that freedom of speech means freedom from rhetoric.

We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death.

When the writer (or the artist in general) says he has worked without giving any thought to the rules of the process, he simply means he was working without realizing he knew the rules.

I wrote a novel because I had a yen to do it. I believe this is sufficient reason to set out to tell a story.