A blind lover, don't know what I love till I write it out

Most of the time in our world, truth is just opinion.

Some events take a lifetime to reveal their damage and influence.

That's one of the great sadnesses of any life - knowing what you know now and then remembering what you did not know then.

I am not in love with him, I am in love with ghosts. So is he, he's in love with ghosts.

A love story is not about those who lost their heart but about those who find that sullen inhabitant who, when it is stumbled upon, means the body can fool no one, can fool nothing—not the wisdom of sleep or the habit of social graces. It is a consuming of oneself and the past.

When you're writing, it's as if you're within a kind of closed world.