That sun, that light had faded, and she had faded with them. Now she was as grey as the season itself.

Accountability in friendship is the equivalent of love without strategy.

I was brought up among the sort of self-important women who had a husband as one has an alibi.

To remain pure, a novel has to cast a moral puzzle. Anything else is mere negotiation.

Writing has freed me from the despair of living.

Like many rich men, he thought in anecdotes; like many simple women, she thought in terms of biography.

Always let them think of you as singing and dancing.