The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle of a sentence.

Congratulations! You're a woman. Now die.

The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle of a sentence.

Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death.

And then I screwed up and the Colonel screwed up and Takumi screwed up and she slipped through our fingers.

My responsibility is to try to tell true stories. To me a true story is always hopeful, but never simply, uncomplicatedly happy.

In those fifty, the Old Man made me take religion seriously. I'd never been religious, but he told us that religion is important whether or not we believed in one, the same way that historical events are important whether or not you personally lived through them.