I don't sleep a lot. When I wake up I just start working on the book. I have breakfast or lunch. I work on the book some more. Later I will drink some wine or whiskey. Right now, that's how my life is.

I have to help, to give, to create, to interfere. But I must not give myself- I must learn to withhold myself. And now I see that one only really gives by withholding one’s self, because to efface the self is at once to efface egoism and possessiveness. So I give, and because I pour less out of my heartrending feelings, I am stronger, I do not get lost, I keep lucid, I truly give.

It's sort of funny. I can't say what you said. But I'll tell you this-- I think that's the goal of an artist. I also think that history has a way of making sure that anything that's any good sticks around. Good art doesn't really have an expiration date on it. That's something to be happy about, if you're making art. Whatever your concept of success is, or acknowledgment, or whatever, you want that. People want that. People want to be successful, and they want to be acknowledged for what they do. Sometimes they make really great art and aren't. Historically, the best artists weren't. But their work survived. Centuries later, decades later, years later, if they're lucky it pops up when they're alive. But if it's any good, it's not going to rot that quickly.