I don't go out of my way to write Weird Fiction, or in any other genre. Some of my stuff easily slips into the Weird slot.

I have control of my own style.

I can write a story in working-class Stockholm Swedish, but I'm not going to assume I can perform the same feat with Cockney. I'll focus on adventures in story, themes and structure instead.

Time is built entirely on consensus: humans decide that they have linear time, so they do.

To the goats, all people are equal, except for those who have treats.

Your first thought is often the best one. You know, the one that felt too weird or silly or stupid. Trust your imagination - it knows what it's doing.

All my stories and worlds spring from the basic principle of being a slave to the premise, to follow the consequences wherever they may lead without taking any easy or comfortable ways out.

I'm not comfortable with categorizing my own work, but I don't mind if others talk about it in relation to genre as long as they don't try to hold it up to some genre standard.

Some of my other stories are talked about as fantasy, some as horror, and some aren't talked about as genre at all. And the same story will be labeled differently depending on country.

Happily, fantastic fiction is slowly gaining in status.

I don't consider genre while writing.

Talk low, talk slow and don't say too much.

One small action of love can do far, far more for a soul than all the most beautiful words in the world.

I have long been convinced that the Christian Eucharist is but a continuation of the Eleusinian mysteries. St Paul, in using the word teleiois, almost confirms this.

The bigger the hole inside you, the more desperate you became to fill it.

There are some times...when the love for people is strong and warm like a sorrow.

It's the kind of democratization of the Internet that has led to the breaking down of barriers into the creative arts.

The paradox of acceptance: When our mind becomes less attached and dependent on things being a certain way our happiness in life dramatically improves.

You have to get out in the world and meet folks on their own turf, something which a lot of urban radical intellectuals seldom do.

One bug in an SMTP server can open up the whole machine for intrusion.