When pieces of work speak to us in a way that feels as if they were made just for us, those become our private worlds that we return to.

Strange to dream in the right shape and build in the wrong shape, but maybe that is what we do every day, never believing that a dream could tell the truth.

We shall all die, and our lives will be irrelevant then. If we make anything that lasts, it outlives us, and it outlives its personal moment. All of my work is deep-dug from me, and every book has to stand or fall without me.

What you risk reveals what you value.

Pain is very often a maimed creature without a mouth.

When a woman gives birth her waters break and she pours out the child and the child runs free.

I used to think marriage was a plate-glass window just begging for a brick.