There weren't any curtains in the windows, and the books that didn't fit into the bookshelf lay piled on the floor like a bunch of intellectual refug….

Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering..

What matters is deciding in your heart to accept another person completely. When you do that, it is always the first time and the last..

Then when dusk began to settle he would retrace his steps, back to his own world. And on the way home, a loneliness would always claim his heart. He ….

All you have to do is wait,” I explained. “Sit tight and wait for the right moment. Not try to change anything by force, just watch the drift of thin….

I often dream about the Dolphin Hotel..

We knew exactly what we wanted in each other. And even so, it ended. One day it stopped, as if the film simply slipped off the reel..

People's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive..

You could be anybody when you're writing. That's the reason that I'm writing: to be anybody. You can put your feet in various shoes and experience an….

All imperfections are forced upon the imperfect, so the 'perfect' can live content and oblivious..

Music always stimulates my imagination. When I'm writing I usually have some Baroque music on low in the background chamber music by Bach, Telemann, ….

Spending plenty of time on something can be the most sophisticated form of revenge..

It's just a feeling I have. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real. My enemy is, among other things, the me inside me..

I used to think the years would go by in order, that you get older one year at a time. But it's not like that. It happens overnight..

I wondered if she was trying to convey something to me, something she could not put into words - something prior to words that she could not grasp wi….

Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard..

I could have been a cult writer if I'd kept writing surrealistic novels. But I wanted to break into the mainstream, so I had to prove that I could wr….

You always look so cool, like no matter what happens, it’s got nothing to do with you, but you’re not really like that. In your own way, you’re out t….

I'm not sure if I could tell the difference—between just staring into space and thinking. We're usually thinking all the time, aren't we? Not that we….

When a writer develops a story, he is confronted with a poison that is inside him. If you don't have that poison, your story will be boring and unins….

Animals that not only move by their own free will and share feelings with people but also possess sight and hearing qualify as deserving of names..