I suppose I should say that I treasure blasphemy, as a faith of the highest order.

I have worked really hard to defy categorization, to break down a taxonomy whenever it comes my way.

Impotence, fetishism, bisexuality, and bondage are all facts of life, and our fiction should reflect that.

The past was so past it hurt.

I think literature is best when it's voicing what we would prefer not to talk about.

I am in Boston right now, in fact, to do work at the New England Historical Genealogical Library, where I'm trying to finish up tracing my lineage back to the seventeenth century.

Genre is a bookstore problem, not a literary problem.

I judged about a zillion awards this year so Ive been reading a lot of books that just came out.

It's also true, however, that having conquered the regional writer ghetto, I am now intent on conquering the nationalist writer ghetto and moving out into the world more.

I'm trying to read more dead people because I keep having to read stuff for juries and so forth.

Major theme of the book ["Hotels of North America"], from my point of view: what is persona, what is self, in the digital sphere, and/or what is the effect of it on self in a prolonged interaction.

Stretch your writing muscles. Maybe the sophisticated technique nagging at you is something you’re just naturally good at. How else will you know?

Confrontation affords you the opportunity to hear the other side of the story.

Even now we can draw back. But once we cross that little bridge we must settle things by the sword.

I know I'm sane I don't give a care for the crown or the shield I will not protect you or happily yield To the one who makes me come undone

We're living longer, we social network alone with our screens, and our depth of feeling gets shallower. Soon it'll be nothing but a tide pool, then a thimble of water, then a micro drop.

The best band in the world is Queen, definitely.

An awareness of death encourages us to live more intensely.

One of the most important skills for political success is the ability to make confident assertions of absurdities or lies.

Don't 'tolerate' mistakes. Embrace them!

Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I; every man to his business.