We’d hoped for love of a different kind, love that knew and forgave our human frailty but did not miniaturize our grander ideas of ourselves.

You grow weary of being treated as the enemy simply because you are not young anymore; because you dress unexceptionally.

Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.

If you've really loved a book, or a movie for that matter, really loved it, what you want is that same book again, but as if you've never read it. And when you get something unfamiliar, you feel betrayed.

People are more than you think they are. And they're less, as well. The trick lies in negotiating your way between the two.

A writer should always feel like he's in over his head

Venture too far for love, she tells herself, and you renounce citizenship in the country you've made for yourself.