Adultery is not about sex or romance. Ultimately, it is about how little we mean to one another.

The prose as such has to be singing the song the story is telling.

Stories should be natural as apples, brief as lust, long as a thought.

Looking at a cat, like looking at clouds or stars or the ocean, makes it difficult to believe there is nothing miraculous in this world.

Adultery is not about sex or romance. Ultimately, it is about how little we mean to one another.

There is always something for which there is no accounting. Take, for example, the whole world.

Self-confidence can be crippling.