The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash.

I don’t think you can compare different eras. Every era has its own challenges and its own special things.

The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night.

男人的脸是他的自传。女人的脸是她的小说。