All novels attempt to cut neural routes through the brain, to convince us that down this road the true future of the novel lies.

It's still easier to find the correct Hoover bag than to find one pure person, one pure faith, on the globe.

I'm most honest about writing when I'm talking to family or friends, not to newspapers.

For ridding oneself of faith is like boiling seawater to retrieve the salt--something is gained but something is lost.

The object of the passion is just an accessory to the passion itself.

When people use that stream of consciousness, it's kind of just a term they use for anything that looks slightly different on the page.

Desire is never final, desire is imprecise and impractical [...]