At the time, acid made me consider questions of reality, the difference, as someone said, between words and silence. It also brought back a lot of latent religious feelings in me that I had turned my back on.
The process of creating is related to the process of dreaming although when you are writing you're doing it and when you're dreaming, it's doing you.
Life is a means of extracting fiction.
Everybody's after a new morning. What do we have to run up and salute tomorrow?
It's creepy, knowing someone might be watching me. Why do they need that?