Every life is narrow. Our only escape is not to run away, but to learn to love the people we are and the world in which we find ourselves.

Use your imagination and you'll see that even the most narrow, humdrum lives are infinite in scope if you examine them with enough care.

For me, disability is a way of getting some extremity, some kind of very difficult situation, that throws an interesting light on people.

..because when we look up into the sky at night there will be no darkness, just the blazing light of billions and billions of stars, all falling.

And I go out of Father's house and I walk down the street, and it is very quiet even thought it is the middle of the day and I can't hear any noise except birds singing and wind and sometimes buildings falling down in the distance, and if I stand very close to traffic lights I can hear a little click as the colors change.

If you enjoy math and you write novels, it's very rare that you'll get a chance to put your math into a novel. I leapt at the chance.

It exasperated her sometimes. The way men could be so sure of themselves. They put words together like sheds or shelves and you could stand on them they were so solid. And those feelings which overwhelmed you in the small hours turned to smoke.