As for writing about temptation, there's no drama without temptation, and no novel without drama.

They both seemed to understand that describing it was beyond their powers, the gratitude that spreads through your body when a burden gets lifted, and the sense of homecoming that follows, when you suddenly remember what it feels like to be yourself.

Once you'd broken through that invisible barrier that separates one person from another, you were connected forever, whether you liked it or not.

My novels are certainly more exciting than my own life.

If anything, he seemed a little lonely, all too ready to open his heart at the slightest sign of interst.

Maybe that's what we look for in the people we love, the spark of unhappiness we think we know how to extinguish.

After all, what was adult life but one moment of weakness piled on top of another? Most people just fell in line like obedient little children, doing exactly what society expected of them at any given moment, all the while pretending that they’d actually made some sort of choice.