My short stories are like soft shadows I have set out in the world, faint footprints I have left. I remember exactly where I set down each and every one of them, and how I felt when I did. Short stories are like guideposts to my heart...
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Human beings either function as individuals or as members of a pack. There's a switch inside us, deep in our spirit, that you can turn one way or the other. It's almost always the case that our worst behaviour comes out when we're switched to the mob...
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Usually naive interviewers hover between two mutually contradictory convictions: one, that a text we call creative develops almost instantaneously in the mystic heat of inspirational raptus; or the other, that the writer has followed a recipe, a kind...
I'm so unprofessional on set it's not even funny.
I love being on set.
Singing is just a feeling set to music.
To speak truth to power is not a particularly honorable vocation.
The sun burnt every day. It burnt time.
The sun was a toddler insistently refusing to go to bed.
The sun was fierce, the land seemed to glisten and drip with steam.
And if you don't believe the sun will rise, stand alone and greet the coming night in the last remaining light.
Oh, my God, this amazing cool breeze is coming through my window and the sun is shining. I'm happy.
Death is imposed only on creatures, not their creations, and has therefore always appeared in art in a broken form: as allegory.
The sun spread on the horizon, bleeding colour like a broken yolk.
Sun of himself. All things are his moons.
Greatness depends on where you are coming from.
You have to see the miracles for there to be miracles.
