I am a totally public person.

But we cannot unbraid the story of another person’s life and take out all the parts that don’t suit our purposes and put forth only the ones that do.

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.

In this life we love who we love. There were some stories in which facts were very nearly irrelevant.

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

I tend to keep my ideas in my head. When I write something down in a notebook it's never centralized. There are too many notebooks floating around, but maybe that's a good thing.

The kind of love that offers its life so easily, so stupidly, is always the love that is not returned.