The sad truth is the truth is sad.

There are secrets everywhere. I think everyone's parents have secrets. You just have to know where to look for them.

The worst surroundings in the world can be tolerated if the people in them are interesting and kind.

who would dare think that, forever? Some idiot girl who wouldn’t know how things played out.

Just about everything in this world is easier said than done, with the exception of 'systematically assisting Sisyphus's stealthy, syst-susceptible sister,' which is easier done than said.

I was stupid, the official descriptive phrase for happy.

I wrote Rick before I was published, and I had no vision of it, really. It was just a story that occurred to me, and that put its little claws in my brain, and I wrote it, and I showed it to a couple people, and they all said, "This is ghastly."