I read about writers who have routines. They write at certain times of the day. I can't do that. I am always writing-but in my head.

The sound of words in a novel is a pretty amazing thing, and I am concerned with the sound of every word I write.

That is how I came to think that heavy and hard was the beginning of living, real living; and though I might not end up with a mark on my cheek, I had no doubt that I would end up with a mark somewhere.

Habit gives endurance, and fatigue is the best night cap.

It is sad that unless you are born a god, your life,from its very beginning, is a mystery to you.

when people say you're charming you are in deep trouble.

I don't feel I'm angry. I feel as though I'm describing something true. If I had stabbed my husband, I could understand being called "angry." If I had an affair with my husband's best friend and written about that experience, I could see the anger. But I'm not doing that.