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

she’s not as pretty as you,” I said “But she’s a simpler girl,” my mother whispered.

If evil means to be self-motivated, to be the center of one’s own universe, to live on one’s own terms, then every artist, every thinker, every original mind, is evil.

A cliché is like a coin that has been handled too much. Once language has been overly handled, it no longer leaves a clear imprint.

...I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, their smell of beer or fifteen-year-old whiskey. Men who didn't come to the emergency room with you, men who left on Christmas Eve. Men who slammed the security gates, who made you love them and then changed their minds.

I'm always looking for something new and interesting to say. And it can't be something I'm directly experiencing.

She kissed me on the mouth. Her mouth tasted like iced coffee and cardamom, and I was overwhelmed by the taste, her hot skin and the smell of unwashed hair. I was confused, but not unwilling. I would have let her do anything to me.