Any mother could perform the jobs of several air-traffic controllers with ease.

That's the risk you take if you change: that people you've been involved with won't like the new you. But other people who do will come along.

It had been fourteen years and I hadn't had anything published. I had 250 rejection slips. I got my first novel published and it was called Kinflicks. It turned out to be a best seller.

Just as you began to feel that you could make good use of time, there was no time left to you.

Dying was apparently a weaning process; all the attachments to familiar people and objects have to be undone.

The strength you've insisted on assigning to others is actually within yourself.

The French would eat anything that couldn't outrun them.