Is revenge a circle inside of a circle inside of a circle?

You want the good life? You live where white people live, you go to school where white people go to school, and you shop where white people shop.

We Indians really should be better liars, considering how often we've been lied to.

I think all of us are always five years old in the presence and absence of our parents.

And none of these people, not one of them, had loved any of the others well enough. Failures, he thought, we're all failures... He wanted his love to be the wine and bread, and the blood and flesh. He reached for her, a dangerous stranger in a city of dangerous strangers, but she turned away from him and walked unsteadily through the crowd. How many loveless people walk among the barely loved?

Every movie is a road movie. Every novel is a mystery. Every tortilla chip is sacred.

The form I most enjoy writing is the sonnet or sonnet-like forms, where you have a - you know, three stanzas or two stanzas that lead into a concluding couplet.