Bitterness: anger that forgot where it came from.

What should worry us is not the number of people that oppose us, but how good their reasons are for doing so.

We accept the need to train extensively to fly a plane; but think instinct should be enough for marrying and raising kids.

Let death find us as we are building up our matchstick protests against its waves.

People who go on to be writers are those who can forgive themselves the horror of the first draft.

My writing always came out of a very personal place, out of an attempt to stay sane.

I learnt to stop fantasising about the perfect job or the perfect relationship because that can actually be an excuse for not living.