The moment had passed, the door between the lives we could have led and the lives we led had shut in our faces.

There were many things they simply didn't talk about: between them, silence was not so much a form of evasion as a way for solitary people to exist in a family.

The truth was I'd given up waiting long ago. The moment had passed, the door between the lives we could have led and the lives we led had shut in our faces. Or better to say, in my face. Grammar of my life: as a rule of thumb, wherever there appears a plural, correct for singular. Should I ever let slip a royal We, put me out of my misery with a swift blow to the head.

It's one of those unforgettable moments that happen as a child, when you discover that all along the world has been betraying you.

All I want is not to die on a day when I went unseen.

What interests me very much as a writer is the ability for writing to have our lives to be occupied so vividly by others. I think that's what we long for as writers.

The malpractice for advice-giving is like five times as much as a craniotomy.