I don't only write about English literature; I also write about chaos theory and... ants. I can understand ants.

…my Solitude is my Treasure, the best thing I have.

I like feeling my way into different minds and experiences. It comes naturally and always has.

I did a lot of my writing as though I was an academic, doing some piece of research as perfectly as possible.

She was a logical child, as far as children go. She did not understand how such a nice, kind, good God as the one they preyed to, could condemn the whole earth for sinfulness and flood it, or condemn his only Son to a disgusting death on behalf of everyone. This death did not seem to have done much good.

The reading eye must do the work to make them live, and so it did, again and again, never the same life twice, as the artist had intended.

I grew up with that completely fictive idea of motherhood, where the mother never strayed from the kitchen. All the women in my books are very afraid that if they do anything with their minds they won't be complete women. I don't think my daughters' generation has that feeling.