[Fiction and poetry] are medicines, they're doses, and they heal the rupture that reality makes on the imagination.

Happy ending are only a pause. There are three kinds of big endings: Revenge. Tragedy. Forgiveness. Revenge and Tragedy often happen together. Forgiveness redeems the past. Forgiveness unblocks the future.

My characters are always on the outside; the spotlight's not on them. But they do get somewhere.

In the heat of her hands I thought, This is the campfire that mocks the sun.

I miss God. I miss the company of someone utterly loyal. I still don't think of God as my betrayer. The servants of God, yes, but servants by their very nature betray. I miss God who was my friend. I don't even know if God exists, but I do know that if God is your emotional role model, very few human relationships will match up to it.

My friends and the people who are close to me know what I am. And that is enough.

I would rather have regrets of excess than regrets of denial.