I Don't Own A Kindle, No. I

If I Was Asked To Say What Was The Greatest Invention Of Human Beings, I Would Say The Sentence.

The World Is Not Real For Me Until It Has Been Pushed Through The Mesh Of Language.

In My Books You Have To Concentrate, But I Work Hard To Make It That, When You Do, The Rewards Are Quite High.

The Booker Prize Is A Big, Popular Prize For Big, Popular Books, And That's The Way It Should Be.

These Days I Must Take The World In Small And Carefully Measured Doses. It Is A Sort Of Homeopathic Cure I Am Undergoing, Though I Am Not Certain What This Cure Is Meant To Mend. Perhaps I Am Learning To Live Amongst The Living Again. Practising, I Mean. But No, That Is Not It. Being Here Is Just A Way Of Not Being Anywhere.