And, well, mine are kind of on the heavy side anyway. The first day or two, I don't want to do ANYTHING. Make sure you keep away from me then.' I'd like to, but how can I tell?' I asked. O.K., I'll wear a hat for a couple of days after my period starts. A red one. That should work,' she said with a laugh. 'If you see me on the street and I'm wearing a red hat, don't talk to me, just run away.

Everytime you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That's it. That's my heart.

The world in books seemed so much more alive to me than anything outside. I could see things I'd never seen before. Books and music were my best friends. I had a couple of good friends at school, but never met anyone I could really speak my heart to.

His heart, like mine, was ticking off the time allotted to his small restless body.

Her voice was like a line from an old black-and-white Jean-Luc Godard movie, filtering in just beyond the frame of my consciousness.

You are 27 or 28 right? It is very tough to live at that age. When nothing is sure. I have sympathy with you.

When I start to write, I don't have any plan at all. I just wait for the story to come.