There's a marvelous sense of mastery that comes with writing a sentence that sounds exactly as you want it to.

I love Japanese design and fabrics. I also love people who make clothes for mass consumption but do it well and cleverly.

Sometimes I'm dazzled by how modern and fabulous we are, and how easy everything can be for us; that's the gilded glow of technology, and I marvel at it all the time.

When we stopped to rest and Tony tried to figure out what was wrong with his compass, I asked him what he thought it was about orchids that seduced humans so completely that they were compelled to steal them and worship them and try to breed new and specific kinds of them and then be willing to wait for nearly a decade for one of them to flower.

Dog parks are more cliquish than any other human gathering with the possible exception of seventh grade. Deal with it.

There's a marvelous sense of mastery that comes with writing a sentence that sounds exactly as you want it to.

I wonder what book signings will be like when most of the books we read are electronic. Will authors sign something else? A flyer, perhaps? A special kind of card devised for the purpose?