Then you look at her and smile a smile your dissembling face will remember until the day you die. Baby, you say, baby, this is part of my novel. This is how you lose her.

I'm having so much trouble with writing. Maybe if I help other people, it'll be easier for me.

Character is the plot in many ways

But if these years have taught me anything it is this: you can never run away. Not ever. The only way out is in.

The truth is there ain’t no relationship in the world that doesn’t hit turbulence.

[Donald] Trump is what happens in America every time it feels economically and politically threatened, and it encounters the limitations of its own white supremacists practices.

Instead of lowering your head and copping to it like a man, you pick up the journal as one might hold a bady's beshattered diaper, as one might pinch a recently benutted condom. You glance at the offending passages. Then you look at her and smile a smile your dissembling face will remember until the day you die. Baby, you say, baby, this is part of my novel. This is how you lose her.