For an adult, eating alone at McDonald's is admitting a kind of defeat.

People are always waiting to be discovered.

Kids own nothing. Everything is either promised, borrowed, longed for or exaggerated.

The only question that nobody ever asks is: What breaks your heart? I think that should be asked of all "artists."... So, what breaks your heart?

At a Boston signing, someone from the audience asked why I was so obsessed with furniture in my books. The question rattled around in my head. I had no idea that I was obsessed with furniture.

Lying is too much trouble. You have to make sure to taste each word before letting it off your tongue. I hate that. It's hard enough making people understand without lying.

I had always liked blind dates. If nothing else, it was an interesting way of discovering what people thought of you.