It's Hard For Me To Think Of

In Fact, I Have No Hobbies. The Only Thing I Like To Do In Life Is To Go To The Russian Baths In Manhattan. I Also Like To Watch Sports On Tv, And I Like To Read Books. So That's It - Russian Baths, Sports, And Books.

Even When I Was Living Below The Poverty Line As A Novelist, I Was Still Living Better Than 99.5% Of The Human Population Of The World. But In My Little, Soft Realm Of Trying To Amuse A Few Dozen Middle-class People With My Books And Articles, I Did Struggle To Survive In My Own Way.

I've Always Been Inspired By Don Quixote As A Role Model Of Sorts, Of The Power Of Books To Sort Of Make You Insane In Maybe A Beautiful Way.

The Work Changes The Way Your Face Changes And Ages - It Just Does. Also, I Have Very Little Connection To Anything I've Written. I Move On. We All Move On

The Real Self And The Public Self Are Intertwined, Like A Tumor Around An Organ, And You Can't Cut The Tumor Or You'll Kill The Organ, So They Live Together, Until The Tumor Chokes The Organ Off - But Which Self Is The Tumor?. Or It's Like Something Out Of Star Trek. The Borg.