Somebody once said to me if you want to be understood, don't write fiction.

What are you thinking?” She asks. -That you are beautiful. That not everyone could see it. I almost became the kind of person who could not.

I think, life is miserable.

I know several women my age who are really poor...because they spent most of their energy taking care of children.

I remember the time I said, 'I don't think you love yourself. You need to learn to love yourself.'

Whenever young writers ask me for advice, I always say you have to be able to take a lot of rejection because, unless you're very lucky, that's what's going to happen.

I think that politics in most people's lives expresses itself like that: indirectly, in half thought-out opinions and feelings. And sometimes through a connection with something that is very real. But we don't have the knowledge or language to speak about it.