It's not right for one friend to do all the giving and the other to do all the taking: that's not real friendship.

Human beings are ultimately nothing but carriers-passageways- for genes. They ride us into the ground like racehorses from generation to generation. Genes don't think about what constitutes good or evil. They don't care whether we are happy or unhappy. We're just means to an end for them. The only thing they think about is what is most efficient for them.

To keep on going, you have to keep up the rhythm.

There's not much you can do about time - it just keeps on passing. But experience? Don't tell me that. I'm not proud of it, but I don't have any sexual desire. And what sort of experience can a writer have if she doesn't feel passion? It'd be like a chef without an appetite.

I used to think the years would go by in order, that you get older one year at a time. But it's not like that. It happens overnight.

Spending plenty of time on something can be the most sophisticated form of revenge.

It's good when food tastes good, it's kind of like proof you're alive.