The art of fiction is one of constant seduction. You must persuade the reader on page 1 to start reading - on page 50, or page 150 and yes, on page 850.

If what we change does not change us we are playing with blocks.

The anger of the weak never goes away, Professor, it just gets a little moldy. It molds like a beautiful blue cheese in the dark, growing stronger, and more interesting. The poor and the weak die with all their anger intact and probably those angers go on growing in the dark of the grave like the hair and the nails.

Doorways are sacred to women for we are the doorways of life and we must choose what comes in and what goes out.

I wrote to make sense out of all the contradictions I experienced and to deal with the pain and loss I was undergoing.

i find it easy to admire in trees what depresses me in people

Memory in Greek mythology is the mother of the muses, and it is so for me. Both personal and societal memory move me strongly, and that is one of the sources of my writing.