Because there are mysteries. Because there are things that people are forbidden to speak about. Because there are things they do not remember.

Empathy is a tool for building people into groups, for allowing us to function as more than self-obsessed individuals.

In ten years time I’ll be… (dead) sixty.

The young woman was crying, in the way that grownups cry, keeping it inside as much as they can, and hating it when it still pushes out at the edges, making them ugly and funny-looking on the way.

I really don't know what "I love you" means. I think it means "Don't leave me here alone.

Remember your name. Do not lose hope ---what you seek will be found.

It's not a bad thing for a writer not to feel at home. Writers - we're much more comfortable at parties standing in the corner watching everybody else having a good time than we are mingling.