We must love one another, yes, yes, that's all true enough, but nothing says we have to like each other. It may be the very recognition of all men as our brothers that accounts for the sibling rivalry, and even enmity, we have toward so many of them.

The writer can only explore the inner space of his characters by perceptively navigating his own.

Life is a zoo in a jungle.

Murals in restaurants are on a par with the food in museums.

Pain is the question mark turned like a fishhook in the human heart.

When I see a paragraph shrinking under my eyes like a strip of bacon in a skillet, I know I'm on the right track.

A suburban mother's role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after.