I feel like if you read something, and it makes you so curious about a topic that you then go read something else, that's exciting.

I'm SO trying to give up meat.

In some ways I think it would be very dignified if I went away for twenty years and then wrote my fourth book.

There are a lot of things in the world that are a lot weirder than psychic abilities, that we accept as true.

I feel like a lot of life is distasteful and embarrassing. And you just push through it. You fix what you can, and you let time pass.

After I’d told her – the mall, the taxi, Cross stroking my hair – she said, ‘Did he kiss you?’ ‘John and Martin totally would have seen that,’ I said, and as I felt myself implying the circumstances had prevented our kissing, I thought maybe this was why you told stories to other people – for how their possibilities enlarged in the retelling.

I heard Gillian say, with a laugh, At this point, does anyone expect the liberals not to be total hypocrites? She was oblivious to the possibility that perhaps not everyone present shared her views, and I thought, You're sixteen. How can you already be a Republican?