I don't want to stand with somebody's praise.

It was too much work to remember things you might not have again, and so one by one they opened up their hands and let them go.

Writing is a job, a talent, but it's also the place to go in your head. It is the imaginary friend you drink your tea with in the afternoon.

The hardest piece of nonfiction I ever wrote isn't anywhere close to the easiest piece of fiction I never wrote.

No one tells the truth to people they don't actually know, and if they do it is a horrible trait. Everyone wants something smaller, something neater than the truth.

People gave me such a bad time about wanting a baby. I didn't want a baby, and I still don't. I wanted a dog.

It makes you wonder. All the brilliant things we might have done with our lives if only we suspected we knew how.