When people write to me with stories, they are never ones that work for me. There's something mysterious about which ones catch you.

I remember manners, that's when people are scared to make other persons mad.

Vitamins are medicine for not getting sick and going back to Heaven yet.

There are so many examples today of how the kind of wonderful zealousness and unquestioning loyalty of young people can be harnessed by all sorts of insidious powers.

When I was a little kid I thought like a little kid, but now I'm five I know everything

I guess the feminism in "Room" springs to mind most.

Identity politics are wearisome; you don't want to go on speaking for any one group as a writer.