The idea of a flip book still really appeals to me. That idea of fiction and non-fiction.

Slice a pear and you will find that its flesh is incandescent white. It glows with inner light. Those who carry a knife and a pear are never afraid of the dark.

I turned around, stepped over the Zebra and threw myself overboard.

Fiction and nonfiction are not so easily divided. Fiction may not be real, but it's true; it goes beyond the garland of facts to get to emotional and psychological truths. As for nonfiction, for history, it may be real, but its truth is slippery, hard to access, with no fixed meaning bolted to it. If history doesn't become story, it dies to everyone except the historian.

In art, something comes of nothing. Out of the thin air and the ether, you create a story. And that is intensely satisfying.

It is simple and brutal: a person can get used to anything, even to killing.

Fanatics do not have faith - they have belief. With faith you let go. You trust. Whereas with belief you cling.