What do babies dream of? She must be dreaming of the before-life, just as I dream of the afterlife.

You're incredibly beautiful,' I told her, because she was fat, so I thought it would be an especially nice compliment, and also make her like me again, even though I was sexist.

Memories are small prayers to God, if we believed in that sort of thing.

The hardest part of writing is not to get the ideas but to remember, why it is important to get them.

I always write out of a need to read something, rather than a need to write something.

My point is that there are a lot of forces, like the media and the general political rhetoric tells us we should have more. That we should do better than our parents and have a bigger house or a better car.

If I’d been someone else in a different world I’d've done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.