I just think that fiction that isn't exploring what it means to be human today isn't art.

I do things like get in a taxi and say, "The library, and step on it.

It can become an exercise in trying to get the reader to like and admire you instead of an exercise in creative art.

One of the things that makes Wittgenstein a real artist to me is that he realized that no conclusion could be more horrible than solipsism.

If your fidelity to perfectionism is too high, you never do anything.

I know I'm paranoid, but am I paranoid enough?

This might be one way to start talking about differences between the early postmodern writers of the fifties and sixties and their contemporary descendants.

How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.

Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.

In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship.

In reality, there is no such thing as not voting: you either vote by voting, or you vote by staying home and tacitly doubling the value of some Diehard's vote.

You are the master of your destiny. You can influence, direct and control your own environment. You can make your life what you want it to be.

Mistakes are the portals of discovery.

Such is the great nature of man, it resides the true face beneath a glittering masquerade.

You cannot force things apart that are bound at the heart.

I think our brain is our soul. I don’t believe in after-life and much less in a sort of buildings-like heaven, where you meet friends, enemies, relatives.

Society attacks early, when the individual is helpless.

Better is the little of the righteous than the abundance of many wicked.

It's all experience; not anything original

If countries were named after the words you first hear when you go there, England would have to be called Damn It.

Those who fail to learn from the brutal stompings visited on them in the past are doomed to be brutally stomped in the future.