If ignorance were enough to make things not exist, the world would be more like a lot of people think it is. But it's not. And it's not.

The street has its own use for things.

Time moves in one direction, memory in another.

I'm embarrassed if I think anyone knows exactly what I paid for something, or even where I got it. I want what I'm wearing to feel good on, wear well, and to be extremely functional.

I think the large part of the function of the Internet is it is archival. It's unreliable to the extent that word on the street is unreliable. It's no more unreliable than that. You can find the truth on the street if you work at it. I don't think of the Internet or the virtual as being inherently inferior to the so-called real.

I think with one exception I've never changed an opening sentence after a book was completed.

I don't much live my life as if I was living in a Raymond Chandler novel, which is probably a good thing.