Sometimes he felt sure that the key to happiness was a poor memory.

One must have a good memory to keep the promises one has made.

It's always nervewracking to put yourself out there. But it's the root of joy.

Developing characters is a strange thing. In the beginning they are abstract and I wonder how to move on from there.

Tibby's wish would be to hold on to the idea of love even in the face of darkest doubt. Because that was the way in which she failed. Not once, but again and again.

My household is, in a nice way, very busy.

She had to have faith not just in trying but in failing. Was she strong enough to fail Was she strong enough not to