If pride is a sin ... moral pride is the greatest sin.

No adult in my family would ever tell me anything about who my father was. I knew from an older cousin - only four years older than I am - everything, or what little I could discover about him.

Adolescence-is it the first time in life we discover that we have something terrible to hide from those who love us?

Life is serious but art is fun!

Being wrong about important things is exhausting.

I am compulsive about writing, I need to do it the way I need sleep and exercise and food and sex; I can go without it for a while, but then I need it.

To each other, we were as normal and nice as the smell of bread. We were just a family. In a family even exaggerations make perfect sense.