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.

Now I was a tiger that neither pounced nor lay waiting between the trees. I became an unseen spirit.

I read a book a day when I was a kid. My family was not literary; we did not have any books in the house.

I have a writer's memory, which makes everything worse than maybe it actually was.

Yesterday my daughter said to me, 'My marriage is falling apart.' And now all she can do is watch it falling.

To save myself, I destroyed another, and in doing so, I destroyed myself.

When you lose your face..., it is like dropping your necklace down a well. The only way you can get it back is to fall in after it.