Most of my books have caused distribution and printing problems in the past.

Writing is the one art form that really should allow you to hang yourself.

Further, for once, I like the idea that people who think I'm a constant voice for the furthering of the imagination have to see that interest in a more materialistic fashion.

But, right now, the situation is that almost all of my writing is out of print.

Once again, I think there is little art being done that really owns up to such intense possibilities.

In the past the publishers I've worked with have been extremely generous. And in almost every case, have been people who believed in the work rather than the sales and marketing.

Im not trying to do conceptual art.

I don't publish the books to make money, not at all.

I don't sell enough books to pay for the lawyers, however. And these various problems finally became too much.

Further, I'm obsessed with how language contorts and creates bodies.

Your smile is a messenger of your good will.

It became a weekend of reading, of trying to see her in the fragments of the poem she'd left for me.

If more than 10% of the people like a painting, you can be sure it's bad.

God walking on the earth is more important than man walking on the moon.

His life, measured in space and time, will take up a mere few lines, which my ignorance will abbreviate further.

It is not discrimination to treat different things differently.

Arrogance frowns; pride smiles.

The only other thing that interested me as a kid was being a bricklayer. So if I hadn't become an actress, I would probably be a bricklayer.

We have tried to substitute mass for purpose. We have tried to regain military potency of defense by making it gigantic, unwieldy, complex. It never works.

I love my son, but my daughter has calmed me down.