I was the one who did come through that door. You were the one she was waiting for.

Don't even the best and most fortunate of lives hint at other possibilities, at a different kind of sweetness and, yes, bitterness too? Isn't this why we can't help feeling cheated, even when we know we haven't been?

When authors who write literary fiction begin to write screenplays, everybody assumes that's the end. Here's another who's never going to write well again.

When you don't know what to do, try something; if that doesn't work, try something else.

Sleep is over-rated. Have you ever noticed how it's always recommended to people anybody with half a brain can see need to wake up?

I think the darker aspect of my fiction-or anybody's fiction-is by its very nature somehow easier to talk about.

If there's an enduring theme in my work, it's probably the effects of class on American life.