Some women make it look so easy, the way they cast ambition off like an expensive coat that no longer fits.

One of the odd things about being a writer is that you never reach a point of certainty, a point of mastery where you can say, Right. Now I understand how this is done.

These bits of poetry that stick to her like burrs.

When God is a father, he is said to be elsewhere. When God is a mother, she is said to be everywhere.

And that phrase - 'sleeping like a baby.' Some blonde said it blithely on the subway the other day. I wanted to lie down next to her and scream for five hours in her ear.

I had thought loving two people so much would straighten it.

You think you want the blue skies, the open road, but really you want the tunnel, you want to know how the story ends.