Short story characters, mine anyway, are usually driven by impulse, not so much by their histories and the choices that they have to make.

Short story characters, mine anyway, are usually driven by impulse, not so much by their histories and the choices that they have to make.

Literature is not an instruction manual.

There is such a thing as the poetry of a mistake, and when you say, "Mistakes were made," you deprive an action of its poetry, and you sound like a weasel.

You think that what I've told you is an anecdote. But really it isn't. It's my whole life. It's the only story I have.

The point is that although love may die, what is said on its behalf cannot be consumed by the passage of time, and forgiveness is everything.

What's agitating about solitude is the inner voice telling you that you should be mated to somebody, that solitude is a mistake. The inner voice doesn't care about who you find. It just keeps pestering you, tormenting you.