I do know where I'm going and it's just a matter of finding the language to get there.

In a school community, someone who reads a book for some secretive purpose, other than discussing it, is strange. What was she reading for?

when however small a measure of jealousy is mixed with misunderstanding, there is always going to be trouble.

The gardener had a dread of small women; he'd always imagined them to have an anger disproportionate to their size.

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

Writing a novel is actually searching for victims. As I write I keep looking for casualties. The stories uncover the casualties.

I'm not at all contemporary, not even modern, and the fact that I would be so quaintly attracted to that wrestling rule makes me, I suppose, seem all the more old-fashioned. I believe in rules of behavior, and I'm quite interested in stories about the consequences of breaking those rules.