Memory Narrativises Itself.

Despite All That I Know Rationally, And Everything That I Can Put Into Words, I Can Say That I Have Difficulty Giving Up The Notion Of The Nobility Of Art.

I Long For, Not A Writer's Retreat - I Can Write In Any Situation - But A Reader's Retreat.

There Are Many Things I Think About That Never Get To The Point Of Becoming Serious. In Other Words, I Try To Talk Myself Out Of Writing, Sometimes For Many Years, And When I Run Out Of Arguments, I Write.

I Want A Book To Contain A World - Indeed The World. Writing Is My Main Means Of Engagement With The World And I Want The Scars Of That Engagement To Be Left In The Language.

Cliché Activates The Comfortable Mental Laziness, We Sort Of Revert To The Domain Of The Already-familiar, What We Have Already Imagined So That It Doesn't Seem That Bad.