At the age of thirty-five, I have just begun to become the kind of person who could understand the kind of book I would want to write.

Imagination has always had powers of resurrection that no science can match.

The real trap of fame is its irresistibility.

Even the most ordinary life is a mystery if you look close enough.

For me words still possess their primitive, mystical, incantatory powers. I am inclined to use them as part of an attempt to make my own reality more real for others, as part of an effort to transcend emotional danger. For me, words are a form of action, capable of influencing change. Their articulation represents a complete, lived experience.

The real questions are the ones that obtrude upon your consciousness whether you like it or not, the ones that make your mind start vibrating like a jackhammer, the ones that you 'come to terms with' only to discover that they are still there.

Words are a form of action, capable of influencing change.