This evening I begin a notebook. If anyone reads this, I trust they will forgive my overuse of "I". I can't stop it. I'm writing this.

I really enjoy doing both, but I didn't write nonfiction until 1994.

Without privacy there was no point in being an individual.

If you want to have friends, you have to remember that nobody's perfect.

I feel as if I'm clearly part of a trend among writers who take themselves seriously - and I confess to taking myself as seriously as the next writer.

But the first lesson reading teaches is how to be alone.

The world was ending then, it's ending still, and I'm happy to belong to it again.