There was no one clear point of loss. It happened over and over again in a thousand small ways and the only truth there was to learn was that there was no getting used to it.

Love is a rebellious bird that no one can tame

My novels are very much the same, as I think many people's novels are.

I made a startling discovery. Time spent writing = output of work. Amazing.

I don't believe in fate, as in, which I - as a Catholic, I think, sort of predestination. But I certainly believe in chance.

If I had problems, I kept them to myself. I didn't make a scene.

You can’t control what other people think about your art. Think about the part of yourself that you can control, which is your ability to be kind and loving and creative.