I kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep.

I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.

I flipped back through the pad of paper while I thought about what Stephen Hawking would do next.

Writing's funny, it's like walking down a hall in the dark looking for the light switch, and suddenly you find it, flip it on, and then you discover the hallway you passed through is papered with the novel you've written.

When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much.

Eating a piece of meat, at its most efficient, we could say is like throwing away six times that amount of food every time you eat it because you're recycling all those calories through it. I know a lot of people who came to this issue not through animal welfare but through wastefulness.

Life is scarier than death.