I've always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the floorboards of the skull well swept, all the little monsters closed up in a steamer trunk at the foot of the bed.

Perhaps a hero is someone who doesn’t register his own vulnerability. Is it courage, then, if you’re too daft to know you’re mortal?

You don't like the girl. You don't know what color eyes she has, you don't like her.

A certain luxury when you get to writing a novel is to have the space to have your characters just banter.

I was like a well trained pianist who knows which note to hit, but can't make the music his own.

the lonliest sound in the world is other people making love.

I've never flown a kite.