To me, life, for all its privations, is a luminous thing. You have to risk it.

If I let them take away my demons, I'll have to give up what I've found.

Children, I suppose, are always unfinished business: they begin as part of your own body, and continue as separate as another continent.

Odd to think that the piece of you I know best is already dead. The cells on the surface of your skin are thin and flat without the blood vessels or nerve endings. Dead cells, thickest on the palms of your hands and the soles of your feet.

As a writer, if you're prepared to work from your own wound, you're allowing people into the most vulnerable parts of yourself.

Life has never been All or Nothing- it's All and Nothing. Forget the binaries.

There is no sense in loving someone you can never wake up to except by chance.