I do believe that great love brings with it the terror and possibility of great loss.

I honestly turned to writing because I didn't know what else to do, and because a friend had gently suggested it.

I don't believe in God, but I do believe in that chaotic reality, and also this: that none of us knows anything about anything. Period.

Although I don't think love is quantitatively measured - in other words, I don't believe that you "don't know love until you have a child," that whole thing - I do believe it is qualitatively different.

I do write fiction, and I find it more difficult, but also more liberating. On the one hand, you can make up the story, but you have to make up the story.

Think of how much we stress about living up to our "potential," and how it creates anxiety and terror in people; in short, stops them from living their life as fully as they might out of fear and self-loathing.

The most precious love is often the kind that isn't returned, and that is given freely.