The beauty of my work is that my sets cost nothing. That's what I love about being a writer of novels.

I guess when someone tells you something they they usually guard, you feel privileged, not because you know something no-one else knows, but because you feel chosen. You feel like that person wants her life to intersect with yours. I think that's what felt best about it.

The day was gray, the color of Europe.

People have defining moments, i suppose, especially when they're children.

The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is like a yellow hole. . .

If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.

I guess if editing doesn't hurt, you're probably not doing it properly. I find it quite difficult. The hardest part is believing that it's actually working and getting rid of the doubt that always creeps in.