Reading was like eating alone, with that same element of bingeing.

I went through college in the 1960s without having any idea that I was going to have to make a living. When I graduated in 1968 it was quite a shock to find out that there was a world out there and that it wasnt going to support me.

We never believe we're beautiful, no matter how many times we hear it. We never believe it until someone says it in the right way.

You can assume that if a writer's work has survived for centuries, there are reasons why this is so, explanations that have nothing to do with a conspiracy of academics plotting to resuscitate a zombie army of dead white males.

Reading was like eating alone, with that same element of bingeing.

People see everything through the lens of their obsessions.

Fact-checking is so boring compared to writing fiction.