Personally, I like the social novel. I like writing that gets in and under the hood and looks about - at what's going on. But I don't say to any writer that that's absolutely what they should do.

She takes another long haul, lets the smoke settle in her lungs-- she has heard somewhere that cigarettes are good for grief. One long drag and you forget how to cry. The body too busy dealing with the poison.

Things in life have no real beginning, though our stories about them always do.

The essence of intelligence was to know when, or if, to expose even the heart's deep need for instruction.

The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own.

Whatever you say, say nothing.

...it was necessary to love silence, but before you could love silence you had to have noise.