I don't have goals when writing books, apart from getting to the end. I have rather vague ideas about how I want things to feel, I'm big on ambience. I have a title, a beginning and a probable ending and go from there.

What if we had a chance to do it again and again, until we finally did get it right? Wouldn't that be wonderful?

I feel as if I’m waiting for something dreadful to happen, and then I realize it already has.

I spent four years doing a doctorate in postmodern American literature. I can recognize it when I see it.

They said love made you strong, but in Louise's opinion it made you weak. It corkscrewed into your heart and you couldn't get it out again, not without ripping your heart to pieces.

Certainly I had a really terrible time with 'Emotionally Weird.' When I finished it, I thought, 'I can't write any more.

Whatever happens to you, embrace it, the good and the bad equally. Death is just one more thing to be embraced.