Oh, how good it is to be with someone, sometimes.

I acquired that drinker's face before I drank. Drink only confirmed it. The space for it existed in me.

The words emerge from her body without her realizing it, as if she were being visited by the memory of a language long forsaken.

Journalism without a moral position is impossible. Every journalist is a moralist. It's absolutely unavoidable.

She had lived her early years as though she were waiting for something she might, but never did, become.

I see journalists as the manual workers, the laborers of the word. Journalism can only be literature when it is passionate.

The solitude of writing is a solitude without which writing could not be produced, or would crumble, drained bloodless by the search for something else to write.