Rushdie is a hostage.

Facts are lonely things.

The dead have a presence.

The future belongs to crowds.

Evil is movement towards void.

Hardship makes the world obscure.

Isn't death the boundary we need?

Tourism is the march of stupidity.

Something lurked inside the truth.

There is a world inside the world.

Off-camera lives are unverifiable.

Freud is finished, Einstein's next.

I'd like to lose interest in myself.

People will always make comparisons.

What terrorists gain, novelists lose.

Longing on a large scale makes history.

Talent is more erotic when it's wasted.

Technology is lust removed from nature.

I'm not reclusive at all. Just private.

We need time to lose interest in things.

All human existence is a trick of light.

America was and is the immigrant's dream.

Pain is just another form of information.

It is all falling indelibly into the past.

Writing is a concentrated form of thinking.

Technology and violence are interdependent.

Digital clocks took the 'space' out of time.

To be a tourist is to escape accountability.

I'm a novelist, period. An American novelist.

He said, "The word for moonlight is moonlight.

There are no amateurs in the world of children.

The more things I threw away, the more I found.

Fear is self-awareness raised to a higher level.

Let's enjoy the aimless days while we still can.

The language of my books has shaped me as a man.

Some people fake their death, I'm faking my life.

A person rises on a word and falls on a syllable.

I am ashamed every day, and more ashamed the next.

Too much has been forgotten in the name of memory.

holes are interesting. there are books about holes.

For me, writing is a concentrated form of thinking.

I think fiction recues history from its confusions.

When he died he would not end. The world would end.

Dying was just an extended version of Ash Wednesday.

You become a serious novelist by living long enough.

War is the ultimate realization of modern technology.

Stories have no point if they don't absorb our terror.

why something and not nothing? why music and not noise?

The term itself--my life--is a desperate overstatement.

The family is the cradle of the world's misinformation.

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