Hope in the beginning feels like such a violation of the loss, and yet without it we couldn't survive.

If writers possess a common temperament, it's that they tend to be shy egomaniacs; publicity is the spotlight they suffer for the recognition they crave.

The flaw is the thing we love.

The truth, or success, of any writer's story lies partly in its specificity and its emotional honesty.

It's and old, old story: I had a friend and we shared everything, and then she died and so we shared that, too.

My idea of a productive day, as both a child and an adult, was reading for hours and staring out the window.

Hope in the beginning feels like such a violation of the loss, and yet without it we couldn't survive.