It didn't occur to me that my books would be widely read at all, and that enabled me to write anything I wanted to. And even once I realized that they were being read, I still wrote as if I were writing in secret. That's how one has to write anyway--in secret.

I am part of what she thinks is her illness, a symptom of which she thinks she has been cured. She, on the other hand, is what I was looking for.

Money helps, though not so much as you think when you don't have it.

He had a thousand-year-old stare.

When every inch of the world is known, sleep may be the only wilderness that we have left.

Death is the least civilized rite of passage.

I was in love with the whole world and all that lived in its rainy arms.