Rebirth. I mean by this simply what happens when the child begins to realise the fact that the black does not enter through the white’s front door is not in the same category as the fact that the dead will never come back.

I have learned since that sometimes the things we want most are impossible for us. You may long to come home, yet wander forever.

From Ernest Hemingway's stories I learned to listen within my stories for what went unsaid by my characters.

Perhaps the best definition of progress would be the continuing efforts of men and women to narrow the gap between the convenience of the powers that be and the unwritten charter.

It was a miracle; it was all a miracle: and one ought to have known, from the sufferings of saints, that miracles are horror.

in writing, sex doesn't matter; it's the writing that matters.

Power is something of which I am convinced there is no innocence this side of the womb.