In love there are two things - bodies and words.

The - the sort of thing that I want to do is to strike a resonant chord of universality in other people, which is best done by fiction.

An actress wants to be seen. An actress wants to be loved. By multitudes of people, not just one lone man.

When I wrote 'We Were The Mulvaneys,' I was just old enough to look back upon my own family life and the lies of certain individuals close to me, with the detachment of time. I wanted to tell the truth about secrets: How much pain they give, yet how much relief, even happiness we may feel when at last the motive for secrecy has passed.

After love a formal feeling comes.

For politics is in its essence as Adams had said, the 'systematic organization of hatred': either you were organized or you were not.

Each genre exerts a considerable spell, as a kind of "form" to be filled, as a Shakespearean sonnet is filled.