My protagonists, male and female, are me.

Experiment is the mother of knowledge.

We think because we have words, not the other way around. The more words we have, the better able we are to think conceptually.

As I listen to the silence, I learn that my feelings about art and my feelings about the Creator of the Universe are inseparable. To try to talk about art and about Christianity is for me one and the same thing, and it means attempting to share the meaning of my life, what gives it, for me, its tragedy and its glory.

I like the fact that in ancient Chinese art the great painters always included a deliberate flaw in their work: human creation is never perfect.

No matter how true I believe what I am writing to be, if the reader cannot also participate in that truth, then I have failed.

She always had to have someone to love...She couldn't seem to believe that anyone could really love her. She always thought it was because she was a star, not just because of her herself, and she always had to be reassured.