If a man wants to be romantically involved with you, he tries to kiss you. That's the entire story, and if he doesn't kiss you, there is never a reason to wait around for him.

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.

The fact is that in this day and age I don't think any novelist can assume that a book will get attention.

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.

People who think my books are autobiographical, which they're not, credit me with having a much better memory than I do. I do, however, have a powerful imagination

There are people we treat wrong and later, we're prepared to treat other people right.