Human comedy is more profound than tragedy. In tragedy we die and it is very sad. In comedy we avoid death, and it is even sadder.

History repeats herself.

writers who go outside the lines when they draw pictures of the world are seldom rewarded for their efforts.

Secrets of the heart are seldom news.

I don't think a person should take herself seriously unless she is alone.

Trauma reflected upon in tranquility can produce morally stunning insights - literary light! It can also produce maudlin rubbish.

Writing, as I experience it, means wringing out the heart/mind until it stops lying.