Work on a computer that is disconnected from the ­internet.

Art is the Western myth, with which we both console ourselves and make ourselves.

Oh, I know that. You know me, baby, I cannot be broken. Takes a giant to snap me in half.

- You look fine. - Right. I look fine. Except I don't, said Zora, tugging sadly at her man's nightshirt. This was why Kiki had dreaded having girls: she knew she wouldn't be able to protect them from self-disgust.

A writer's duty is to register what it is like for him or her to be in the world.

In the end, your past is not my past and your truth is not my truth and your solution - is not my solution.

You don't come to live here unless the delusion of a reality shaped around your own desires isn't a strong aspect of your personality. A reality shaped around your own desires - there is something sociopathic in that ambition.