Open the hood of a car and it will tell you something about the people who designed it, is just one of many phrases I’m tortured by.

I've been accused of being very vain about my apathy.

Why would I care what other people are thinking? I don't care what an audience thinks of me.

I've forgotten who I had lunch with earlier, and even more important, where.

Writing fiction is an act of imagination and fantasizing, and it's not relating in prose what you've been doing for the last two or three years.

I went to college in Vermont, and then stayed in the East Coast.

The numbing lists of things you were supposed to have as an American to make you happy, which ultimately, of course, don't. Those aren't the things that make you happy.