I write because I want to have more than one life.

There is no sound more peaceful than rain on the roof, if you're safe asleep in someone else's house.

People imagine that missing a loved one works kind of like missing cigarettes,' he said. 'The first day is really hard but the next day is less hard and so forth, easier and easier the longer you go on. But instead it's like missing water. Every day, you notice the person's absence more.

My stories are never quite good enough

He was wondering if there was some cryptic, cultish mark on his door that told all the crazy people he'd have trouble saying no.

They were like people who run to meet, holding out their arms, but their aim is wrong; they pass each other and keep running.

Sooner or later, even the sharpest pain became flattened.