The Horror Of Being Caged Has Lost

Memories Of The Past Are Not Memories Of Facts But Memories Of Your Imaginings Of The Facts.

Being In The Dark From Sentence To Sentence Is What Convinces Me To Go On.

Everybody Else Is Working To Change, Persuade, Tempt And Control Them. The Best Readers Come To Fiction To Be Free Of All That Noise.

When He Is Sick, Every Man Wants His Mother.

Literature Got Me Into This Mess And Literature Is Going To Have To Get Me Out Of It.