We travel, initially, to lose ourselves, and we travel, next, to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes. And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again—to slow time down and get taken in, and fall in love once more.

Every story I've written was written because I had to write it. Writing stories is like breathing for me; it is my life.

Ours is a culture and a time immensely rich in trash as it is in treasures.

If someone sends you a love letter you've got to answer back.

If we listened to our intellect, we'd never have a love affair. We'd never have a friendship. We'd never go into business, because we'd be cynical. Well, that's nonsense. You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.

Kerosene," he said, because the silence had lengthened, "is nothing but perfume to me.

You have to learn to take rejection not as an indication of personal failing but as a wrong address.