It feels good, honey, but it isn't love.

The first sentence cant be written until the final sentence is written.

Much of my writing is energized by unresolved memories - something like ghosts in the psychological sense.

Like most people, I can be very easily hurt.

For madness must be punished in a world in which mere sanity is prized. The revenge of the ordinary upon the gifted.

I did not consider that I would lead a literary life. I'd thought initially, as a young girl, that I would be a teacher, since I so admired many of my teachers. And though I loved writing, I did not ever think of myself as a writer.

These are the moments for which we live.