The objects I chose were designed to hold something, but I didn't fill them up. They remained empty. They were little symbolic shrines to thirst.

You can't keep a cool head when you're drowning in love. You just trash around a lot and scream, and wear yourself out.

Starlet sex scandal. Giant squid involved.

I have periods now, like normal girls; I too am among the knowing, I too can sit out volleyball games and go to the nurse's for aspirin and waddle along the halls with a pad like a flattened rabbit tail wadded between my legs, sopping with liver-colored blood.

I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.

No male writer is likely to be asked to sit on a panel addressing itself to the special problems of a male writer.

You think you have the amount of money that is your credit limit. We're just wired to think that, you know? Until the bill arrives - a sobering moment - you think you're richer than you are.