Jerome was sliding and climbing on top of me and it felt like it had the night before, like a crushing weight. So do boys and men announce their intentions. They cover you like a sarcophagus lid. And call it love.

The Pulitzer Prize is an idea; it's a vote of confidence. Like literature, it exists purely in the mind.

Grief is natural,' she said. 'Overcoming it is a matter of choice.

We knew that Cecilia had killed herself because she was a misfit, because the beyond called to her, and we knew that her sisters, once abandoned, felt her calling from that place, too.

Capitalism has resulted in material well-being but spiritual bankruptcy.

Basically what we have here is a dreamer. Somebody out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she'd fly

A girl's not a watermelon you plug a hole in to see if it's sweet.