I Write Out Of Defiance.

A Tourist Is An Ugly Human Being.

I Didn't Know It Was Possible To Be Successful As A Writer, So I Wasn't Afraid To Fail.

At The Time I Was Taught To Read, It Was An Eden-like Time Of My Life. My Mother Adored Me. Everyone Adored Me. So I Associate Reading With Enormous Pleasure.

If I Actually Ran The World, I'd Do It From The Kitchen. It's Not Anything Deliberate Or A Statement Or Anything, That's Just How I Understand Things. It's Arranged Along Informal Lines.

I Am Not Aware Of Anything Below My Neck. I Live Completely In My Head.