I was intelligent enough to make up my own mind. I not only had freedom of choice, I had freedom of expression.

I have always known a thing before it happens.

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 always thought it mattered, to know what is the worst possible thing that can happen to you, to know how you can avoid it, to not be drawn by the magic of the unspeakable.

Dementia was like a truth serum.

too much happiness always overflowed into tears of sorrow.

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