...There is a duty of solidarity among all us impossible, near-invisible people: a duty, out of sheer cussedness, not to disappear completely, simply to ease the conscience of the rest.

My dreams are crowded with people, as though to compensate for the solitariness of my waking hours.

By staying, by shirking the responsibility and effort of leaving, by continuing to occupy this lovely man while giving him neither children nor a public companion nor a welcoming home-do I do wrong?

In the end we have one choice: to suffer well or suffer badly, to reach for or to reject that quality which is termed, equally, by both religious and secular, grace.

I'd rather make my crib a house of God and pray directly to God verses, than listening to this hypocritical leaders/priest experiencing too much failure!!!

There's a kind of training, when you are sitting in a session in the Japanese tradition or any of the Buddhist traditions, taking your lotus posture or whatever it is. That's what you're doing.

The really tough thing about humility is you can't brag about it.

I don't feel that rap has been respected as an art form. Because people have seen rappers rap off the top of their heads, they don't think it is difficult.

Angela Carter's fiction blew me away and really instilled a passion for writing, bolstered by Vladimir Nabokov. But in general, I can't point to any one thing. I just always loved books and writing.

Maybe truth is not something that I can possess. Maybe truth is something which possesses me.

No society that places the individual above itself will survive; but neither will any society that places the individual below itself.

It is difficult to grow old gracefully.

I make napkins talk in restaurants, socks talk on car journeys. There is an awful lot of puppetry going on in the house.

Markets are lethal, if only because of ignoring externalities, the impacts of their transactions on the environment.