I've always enjoyed studying the small clues that indicate a particular class level.

Just because we're related doesn't mean we are any good at understanding each other.

While armchair travelers dream of going places, traveling armchairs dream of staying put.

For me, writing something down was the only road out...I hated childhood, and spent it sitting behind a book waiting for adulthood to arrive. When I ran out of books I made up my own. At night, when I couldn't sleep, I made up stories in the dark.

I just want to be told a story, and I want to believe I'm living that story, and I don't give a thought to influences or method or any other writerly concerns

Smells could bring a person back clearer than pictures even could.

Women were the ones that held the reins, it emerged.