But that was in the days when they expected perils to come from without, and nothing made less sense by that time than a survival room buried in a house itself becoming one big coffin.

She thought a writer should work harder writing a book than she did reading it.

My goal in life is to become an adjective.

Biology gives you a brain. Life turns it into a mind.

Whenever we got a glimpse, their faces looked indecently revealed, as though we were used to seeing women in veils.

But, like anyone in love, Madeleine believed that her own relationship was different from every other relationship, immune from typical problems.

On their best days, writers all over the world are winning Pulitzers, all alone in their studios, with no one watching.