There seemed to be some correlation between devotion to God and a misguided zeal for marshmallows.

It's unrealistic to live your life within such strict parameters.

No one writes dialect better than Flannery O'Connor. No one should even try.

Actually I liked that 'Let the Right One In,' that Swedish vampire movie.

Like all of my friends, she's a lousy judge of character.

I've always been very upfront about the way I write, and I've always used the tools humorists use, such as exaggeration.

Einstein wrote that insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. That said, is it crazier to repeatedly throw yourself against a window, or to repeatedly open that window, believing the creatures that are throwing themselves against it might come into your house, take a look around, and leave with no hard feelings?