The planet is populated by human beings, of which there are only two sexes, and the role of the writer is to explore otherness, other realities. So the idea of a man exploring what it's like to be a woman doesn't strike me as being that wild or crazy an idea.

We were, literally and figuratively, in the same boat.

Why can't reason give greater answers? Why can we throw a question further than we can pull in an answer? Why such a vast net if there's so little fish to catch?

No one dies of nausea, but it can seriously sap the will to live.

It was as unbelievable as the moon catching fire.

I go to mass every Sunday, but love going to mosques too. Muslims pray in a beautiful way.

Don’t you bully me with your politeness!