Belief And Delusion Are Incestuous Siblings.

I Want To Make Money, And I Would Like To Have A Lot Of Money, But I Still Believe That The Only Reason To Write Is That Somehow It Will Make Something Or Somebody Better.

I Cannot Stand That Whole Game Of Confession, That Is: Here I Have Sinned, Now I'm Confessing My Sins, And Describing My Path Of Sin And Then In The Act Of Confession I Beg For Your Forgiveness And Redemption.

In Some Way There Is No Real Life. It's Always The Story Of Your Life That You're Living.

Every Artist, Writers Included, Have An Ethics And An Aesthetics, Whether They Can Formulate Them Or Not. I Happen To Think That It Is Good To Be Able To Formulate - It Is Good To Know What You Are Doing And To Be Able To Talk About It.

If You Have Information You've Got The World By The Balls. But We Have To Convert Information Into Knowledge In Order To Make It Humanly Useful.