Sex is an extremely subtle undertaking, unlike going to the department store on a Sunday to buy a thermos.

At times like this, adults need a drink

It's the same with menus and men and just about anything else: we think we're choosing things for ourselves, but in fact we may not be choosing anything. It could be that everthing's being decided in advance and we pretend we're making choices. Free will may be an illusion. I often think that.

You have to be practical. So every time I say, if you want to write a novel you have to be practical, people get bored. They are disappointed. They are expecting a more dynamic, creative, artistic thing to say. What I want to say is: you have to be practical.

No matter what form the relationship might take, he was the only person she could picture sharing her life with.

Everyone just keeps on disappearing. Some things vanish, like they were cut away. Others fade slowly into the mist. And all that remains is a desert.

A friend to kill time is a friend sublime.