It is my feeling that a story is not finished until it is read, and that the reader finishes it through his or her life experience, prejudices, worldview and thoughts.

There was some open space between what he knew and what he tried to believe, but nothing could be done about it, and if you can't fix it you've got to stand it.

Ordinary parties, he thought, were subtle games of sexual and social badminton.

Writing comes from reading, and reading is the finest teacher of how to write.

A spinning coin, still balanced on its rim, may fall in either direction.

He pressed his face into the fabric and breathed in slowly through his mouth and nose, hoping for the faintest smoke and mountain sage and salty sweet stink of Jack but there was no real scent, only the memory of it, the imagined power of Brokeback Mountain of which nothing was left but what he held in his hands.

Wonderful ... I was up all night reading it, laughing and crying out in horror.