He hated crowds, never liked punk. He couldn't handle the nakedness of the rage -his own so sophisticated and finely tuned. He could never see the similarity between himself and Donnie Draino screaming into a mic.

When I read, I want to be fully transported to another place. I want to feel things, smell things.

A book's flaws make it less predictable.

Depression, suffering and anger are all part of being human.

I'm a fish swimming by...catch me if you want me.

A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They’re all parts of yourself.

Her fingers moved among barnacles and mussels, blue-black, sharp-edged. Neon red starfish were limp Dalis on the rocks, surrounded by bouquets of stinging anemones and purple bursts of spiny sea urchins.