I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

So the fact that I’m me and no one else is one of my greatest assets. Emotional hurt is the price a person has to pay in order to be independent.

I didn't feel like I was in my own body; my body was just a lonely, temporary container I happened to be borrowing.

The best way to think about reality, I had decided, was to get as far away from it as possible.

When you are used to the kind of life -of never getting anything you want- you stop knowing what it is you want.

You like to write. It's the single most important quality for someone who wants to be a writer. But not in itself enough.

No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.