If you are very lucky, you're allowed to be in certain places during just the right season of your life: by the sea for the summer when you're seven or eight and full of the absolute need to swim until dark and exhaustion close their hands together, cupping you in between.

I write about what interests me. It's very dangerous when you try to satisfy an audience.

Sometimes you have to give up on people. Not because you don't care, but because they don't.

It's always fun to walk down the street with or behind a really beautiful woman, for no reason other than to see how the world reacts to them.

I forgive nothing. If you stole my orange crayon in the fifth grade, you're still on my hit list, buddy.

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 would have given him everything. I would have pulled down planets to make our life work.