When a child walks in the room, your child or anybody else’s child, do your eyes light up? That’s what they’re looking for.

Clever, but schoolteacher beat him anyway to show him that definitions belonged to the definers - not the defined.

At some point in life, the world's beauty becomes enough.

I sometimes lose interest in the characters and get much more interested in the trees and animals.

The Administration of the United States is such dread I almost feel paralyzed.

In fact her maturity and blood kinship converted her passion to fever, so it was more affliction than affection. It literally knocked her down at night, and raised her up in the morning, for when she dragged herself off to bed, having spent another day without his presence, her heart beat like a gloved fist against her ribs. And in the morning, long before she was fully awake, she felt a longing so bitter and tight it yanked her out of a sleep swept clean of dreams.

The screams of a hurt woman were indistinguishable from everyday traffic.