When I think about why I would be a writer, why I should continue to be a writer, it seems to me one of the few things you can dowhere you're never bored.

I like to listen. I'm much more interested in listening than in speaking, for sure.

A white person was by definition somebody. Other people needed, across their hearts, one steel rib.

A man was the sum of his limits; freedom only made him see how much so.

For students who are in the most creative group in America to somehow be presumed to be narrow is just completely meshugga.

These are ideas that work for many, and that may well reflect your true understanding of life.

I hate to generalize because there are always so many exceptions to any rule.