When writing a novel, I'm not smart enough to know how to foreshadow something if I don't know what it is.

What has been violated here is your freedom of choice, and every woman's freedom of choice, too.

It happens to many teenagers-that moment when you feel full of resentment or distrust for those adults you once loved unquestioningly.

This was not of the nature of a Christlike lesson for Owen Meany to learn, as he lay in the manger, that someone you hate can give you a hard-on.

My life is a reading list.

They were involved in that awkward procedure of getting to unknow each other.

If you don't feel that you are possibly on the edge of humiliating yourself, of losing control of the whole thing, then probably what you are doing isn't very vital.