I have a disproportionate amount of faith in the goodness of the world and that everything will actually work out okay.

Sometimes we don't know what we want until we don't get it.

You know what they say: 'Why sit at a table that doesn't have key lime pie on it if you don't have to?'

My A-number one visceral fear is speed. More than knives or snakes or confined spaces. Speed. I won't even go on a motor boat if I can help it.

Kids across the country have grown up accepting the idea that no one can harm your family if at least one of its adult members is in the shower. No one knows why.

Yes. I am writing full-time. Which is strange. It feels like not having a job.

Everything in New York seems to merit preserving. If it's not historical, it's personal. If it's not personal, it's cultural. But you can't. You can't save everything. You just have to pack it up in your brain and take it with you when you go.