The first book is the book you have to write to get back at your parents; the book you always had in you. Once you get that out of your way, you can start writing books.

We moved together very slowly toward the house, trying to understand its ugliness and ruin and shame.

I would have to find something else to bury here and I wished it could be Charles.

I shall weave a suit of leaves. At once. With acorns for buttons.

I can't help it when people are frightened," says Merricat. "I always want to frighten them more.

It is only with the eyes open that a corporeal form returns, and assembles itself firmly around the hard core of sight.

I am like a small creature swallowed whole by a monster, she thought, and the monster feels my tiny little movements inside.