I am just like everybody else...because there is nobody like me in the whole world.

Whatever solidarity I have established with other writers individually, it is usually organized around books. We connected as readers, as it were, not writers.

The more you lose, the more is to be lost, yet it matters less.

Home is where somebody notices when you are no longer there.

The incessant perpetuation of collective fantasies makes people crave the truth and nothing but the truth - reality is the fastest American commodity.

It seemed that we loved each other better when there were large swaths of two continents between us. The daily work of love was often hard to perform at home.

Our daughter was born in Chicago, and she's already showing it. The temperature has to be approaching zero for her to wear a hat.