Perhaps," said the man, "you would like to be lost with us. I have found it much more agreeable to be lost in the company of others.

She was working to remind herself of who she was. She was working to remember that somewhere in another place entirely she was known and loved.

There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.

The closest I can get to describing what happens is that voices come to me. I feel like I'm accessing something that is deeper and richer than me.

It seems to be that way with most things. No one to do the really disagreeable jobs except oneself.

I think Tony Fucile, who did the illustrations [for Bink & Gollie], is an absolute genius. I've never met him.

I was a kid who lived to read. It was the primary pleasure of my existence. It's still one of the primary pleasures of my existence. It's where I draw my sustenance.