Are people drawn to each other because of the stories they carry inside?

I never even believed in happiness. I didn't think it existed. Now look at me. I'm ready to believe in just about anything.

After a while, the characters I'm writing begin to feel real to me. That's when I know I'm heading in the right direction

Even in times when it's difficult to figure out, how do you go forward, art - and books - always help

I read "The Group" by Mary McCarthy. It had tons of sex in it, or so I thought at the time.

It's not the lie that's the problem; it's the distance the lie forges between you.

Do what you want, do what you will, do what you have to, do what you think you cannot.