You can forget who you are if you're alone too much.

Once you publish a book, it is out of your control. You cannot dictate how people read it.

He's lost something, some illusion I used to think was necessary to him. He's come to realize he too is human. Or is this a performance, for my benefit, to show me he's up-to-date? Maybe men shouldn't have been told about their own humanity. It's only made them uncomfortable. It's only made them trickier, slier, more evasive, harder to read.

That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before.

poetry is where the language is renewed.

In my dreams of this city I am always lost.

She had her reasons. Not that they were the same as anybody else's reasons.