I am fascinated by language in daily life: the way it can evoke an emotion, a visual image, a complex idea, or a simple truth.

I was punched breathless by the strongest emotions I have ever felt and they are now stored in my intuition as a writer.

Her education only made her unhappy thinking about it - that no matter how much she changed her life, she could not change the world that surrounded her.

He asked if he could recite a poem he had written that morning: 'You speak,' he said, 'the language of shooting stars, more surprising than sunrise, more brilliant than the sun, as brief as sunset. I want to follow its trail to eternity.

I hated the tests the raised hopes and failed expectations.

And I remember wondering why it was that eating something good could make me feel so terrible, while vomiting something terrible could make me feel so good.

What is a secret wish?" "It is what you want but cannot ask.