If food is poetry, is not poetry also food?
If you are a writer you locate yourself behind a wall of silence and no matter what you are doing, driving a car or walking or doing housework you can still be writing, because you have that space.
In love there are things - bodies and words.
It is not her body that he wants but it is only through her body that he can take possession of another human being, so he must labor upon her body, he must enter her body, to make his claim.
Love commingled with hate is more powerful than love. Or hate.
Night comes to the desert all at once, as if someone turned off the light.
Nothing is accidental in the universe - this is one of my Laws of Physics - except the entire universe itself, which is Pure Accident, pure divinity.
Study until twenty five, investigate until forty, profession until sixty, at which age I would have him retired on a double allowance.
The worst cynicism: a belief in luck.
We are linked by blood, and blood is memory without language.
What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
When people say there is too much violence in my books, what they are saying is there is too much reality in life.
Posted at 12:46 am by F.P.