When you're sure of what you're looking at, look harder.

Until I was 42, I could fit everything that I owned into two suitcases.

Maybe happiness is like a virus. Maybe it's one of those bugs that sits for a long time, so we don't even know that we are infected.

For me, university was just awful because it was closing one door after the other of all these candy shops of professional possibilities.

I don't mind arguing with myself. It's when I lose that it bothers me.

We will live with racism for ever. But senses of self, senses of belonging, senses of us and of others? Those are up for grabs.

The 'information novel' shouldn't be a curiosity. It should be absolutely mainstream.