Time is change; we measure its passing by how much things alter.

Censorship is never over for those who have experienced it. It is a brand on the imagination that affects the individual who has suffered it, forever.

My answer is: Recognize yourself in others.

From Ernest Hemingway’s stories, I learned to listen within my stories for what went unsaid by my characters.

Love doesn’t cast out fear but makes it possible to weep, howl, at least.

Any writer of any worth at all hopes to play only a pocket-torch of light – and rarely, through genius, a sudden flambeau – into the bloody yet beautiful labyrinth of human experience, of being.

What is the purpose of writing? For me personally, it is really to explain the mystery of life, and the mystery of life includes, of course, the personal, the political, the forces that make us what we are while there’s another force from inside battling to make us something else.

To discover the exact location of a ‘thing’ is a simple matter of factual research. To discover the exact location of a person: where to locate the self?

Mostly I’m interviewed by white people, and identified with white society.

You can’t be afraid to do good in case evil results.