He traveled in order to come home.

The capacity you're thinking of is imagination; without it there can be no understanding, indeed no fiction.

I value mothers and motherhood enormously. For every inattentive or abusive mother in my fiction I think you'll find a dozen or so who are neither.

Memories can be everything if we choose to make them so. But you are right: you mustn't do that. That is for me, and I shall do it.

Only love matters in the bits and pieces of a person's life.

I get melancholy if I don't [write]. I need the company of people who don't exist.

I read hungrily and delightedly, and have realized since that you can’t write unless you read.