If you sort of see yourself writing into a space that you don't always recognize, you sometimes learn things that you knew, but weren't entirely aware of. It's very liberating for a writer to go into a space where she or he has not gone before, because, instead of being a tourist, you're like an explorer now, and you're sort of lost in this new idea.

People are good or half good or a quarter good, and it changes all the time- but even on the best day nobody's perfect.

...and it strikes her, as she walks, that borders, like hatred, are exaggerated precisely because otherwise they would cease to exist altogether.

A book is completed only when it is finished by a reader.

Life must pass through difficulty in order to achieve any modicum of beauty.

Let it be. Silly song, really. You let it be, it returns. There's the truth. You let it be, it drags you to the ground. You let it be, it crawls up your walls.

One look at each other and it was immediately understood that they both needed a clean slate,,, The obliteration of memory.