“I felt laid bare, a fruit split open to reveal a moldering inside.”
“In my writing, I want to be laid bare as a human being.”
“Gates were creaking open inside him - paths, long sealed off, revealed themselves once more.”
“I want inside, and I want it bare.”
“What would be frightening about me jumping out of the bush wearing a pig mask is not the sudden surprise, not me, and not the pig mask, but that the ordinary world had split open for a moment to reveal some possibility never previously considered.”
“I learned that ruling poor men's hands is nothing. Ruling men's money's a wedge in the world. But after I'd split it open a crack I looked in and saw the trick inside it, the filthy nothing, the fooled and rotten faces of rich and successful men.”