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

Rarely does one see a squirrel tremble.

Cambridge was a joy. Tediously. People reading books in a posh place. It was my fantasy. I loved it. I miss it still.

You become a different writer when you approach a short story. When things are not always having to represent other things, you find real human beings begin to cautiously appear on your pages.

Don't we all know why nerds do what they do? To get money, which leads to popularity, which leads to girls.

Most of the cruelty in the world is just misplaced energy.

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.