I went through life like an idiot for a great deal of the time, saying there's nothing I would change. That was a very arrogant thing to say. There's a lot I would change. There are people I would have steered clear of.

Arnold Bennett was a writer I admired. He was actually taking notes at his father's deathbed.

Gossip is more popular than literature.

We are all the foolishness and all the crimes we did. We're also all the kindnesses we did. I hate to think of life as if we understood time. We don't understand time.

My father I liked, but it was only after his death that I got to know him by writing the play.

Sometimes silence resolves a conversation confused by Mad Misconstruction.

I feel like the writer observing the grief, but it is difficult to be detached from it.