We're already separated that's official but there's still a window of hope left open that perhaps someday we could give things another try.

You know, I think that allowing somebody, one mere person to believe that he or she is like, the vessel you know, like the font and the essence and the source of all divine, creative, unknowable, eternal mystery is just a smidge too much responsibility to put on one fragile, human psyche. It's like asking somebody to swallow the sun.

At the end of the day I am a writer, and if I don't take care of this, no one else will.

Your home is that thing to which you can dedicate your energies with such singular devotion that the ultimate results become inconsequential.

Just as there exists in writing a literal truth and a poetic truth, there also exists in a human being a literal anatomy and a poetic anatomy. One, you can see; one, you cannot. One is made of bones and teeth and flesh; the other is made of energy and memory and faith. But they are both equally true.

The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving. I didn't want to destroy anything or anybody. I just wanted to slip quietly out the back door, without causing any fuss or consequences, and then not stop running until I reached Greenland.

I don't think you can say that feminism has made women critical of marriage because women have been critical of marriage for centuries.