Ever consider what pets must think of us? I mean, here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul - chicken, pork, half a cow. They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!

She saw herself riding in the passenger seat, Sam behind the wheel. Like two of those little peg people in a toy car. Husband peg, wife peg, side by side. Facing the road and not looking at each other; for why would they need to, really, having gone beyond the visible surface long ago. No hope of admiring gazes anymore, no chance of unremitting adoration. Nothing left to show but their plain, true, homely, interior selves, which were actually much richer anyhow.

I save the best of myself for novels, and I believe it shows

I hated childhood, and spent it sitting behind a book waiting for adulthood to arrive.

It is not how much you love someone, but who you are when you are with him.

My decision to start a new one is just that, a decision, since I never get inspirations.

Something was wrong with a world where people came and went so easily.