How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are?

Whoever it is you fall in love with for the first time, not just love but be in love with, is the one who will always make you angry, the one you can't be logical about.

That is what literature offers—a language powerful enough to say how it is. It isn't a hiding place. It is a finding place.

People being encouraged to make up their own minds and think for themselves is so important. This world talks endlessly about freedom of choice, but we've never been [nothing] more than a nation of robots. Everybody is seduced by corporate culture.

We heal up through being loved, and through loving others. We don't heal by forming a secret society of one - by assessing about the only other 'one' we might admit, and being doomed to disappointment.

I felt like a thief with a bagful of stolen glances.

There’s no story that’s the start of itself.