“She goes where she pleases. She appears unhoped for, uncalled for. She moves through doors and walls and windows. Her thoughts move through minds. She enters dreams. She vanishes and is still there...”

“You don't know where you are or where your dreams end and the world begins.”

“.. the truth is what you can't see but are certain of anyway.”

“Girls are always saying things like, Im so unhappy that Im going to overdose on aspirin, but theyd be awfully surprised if they succeeded. They have no intention of dying. At the first sight of blo...”

“Why should I be sad? Everyone has to die. If you have a body, it's too late to cry. It's only funerals I can't stand.”

“You have to trust someone before you can have rituals with them.”

“Thinking is the hardest work anyone can do, which is probably the reason why we have so few thinkers. ”

“Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.”

“I could not think without writing.”

“All words are pegs to hang ideas on.”

“A word is not the same with one writer as it is with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket.”

“No doubt I shall go on writing, stumbling across tundras of unmeaning, planting words like bloody flags in my wake....”