There Is A Certain Aesthetic Pleasure In

I Think The Names Of Colors Are At The Edge, Between Where Language Fails And Where It's At Its Most Powerful.

Novels Arise Out Of The Shortcomings Of History.

Outside Our Small Safe Place Flies Mystery.

I Don't Like Gurus. I Don't Like People Who Ask You To Follow Or Believe. I Like People Who Ask You To Think Independently.

I Don't Understand Why, In My Work, Writing Is Always So Dangerous. It's Very Destructive. People Who Write Books Are Destroyers.