Love is never any better than the lover.

Sex is difficult to write about because it's just not sexy enough. The only way to write about it is not to write much. Let the reader bring his own sexuality into the text. A writer I usually admire has written about sex in the most off-putting way. There is just too much information.

Everything I've ever done, in the writing world, has been to expand articulation, rather than to close it.

Passion is never enough; neither is skill.

It had been the longest time since she had had a rib-scraping laugh. She had forgotten how deep and down it could be. So different from the miscellaneous giggles and smiles she had learned to be content with these past few years.

I didn't fall in love, I rose in it.

I'm not entangled in shaping my work according to other people's views of how I should have done it.