I used to tiptoe up to my bedroom door and leap into my room in an attempt to surprise my dolls in the midst of some kind of action. Unfortunately, they were always too quick for me. I'm still disappointed about that.

It is curious how believable I can be when I criticize myself, how unconvincing when I give myself praise.

when you are dealing with art, any kind of art, your pleasure in making it is what matters most.

my experience as a fiction writer tells me that the deeper I look into myself, the more universal is the experience I find there.

I used to tiptoe up to my bedroom door and leap into my room in an attempt to surprise my dolls in the midst of some kind of action. Unfortunately, they were always too quick for me. I'm still disappointed about that.

It is the nature of stories to leave out far more than they include.

Human beings are storytelling animals. That's what separates us from other creatures, not just having thumbs or using tools.