I have long admired Caroline Leavitt's probing insight into people, her wit and compassion, her ability to find humor in dark situations, and conversely, her tenderness towards characters.

There is your car and the open road, the fabled lure of random adventure. You stand at the verge, and you could become anything.

A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.

The happiest I have ever been is in the life that I led with my wife and kids.

I knew I wanted to play around with genre-esque imagery, and the identity theft stuff came in the middle, when I was figuring out how the characters were connected to those images.

I think we're always in some ways writing to the teachers who gave us early love.

Maybe love, like suffering, is relative.

Identity issues are hardwired into the way I think about character - it's almost as if I can't get away from them even if I want to.

I've never been able to sleep very much, even when I was a kid. I used to hate being forced to lay in bed in the darkness, and just shifting in bed and staring at the shadows.

I like to sleep about four or five really solid hours at night, and then sometimes take a nap in the afternoon or early evening after dinner. I love naps.

Even when our death is imminent, we carry the image of ourselves moving forward, alive, into the future.

I want you to tell me that you feel the same way for me. And I’d like you to tell me those feelings are worth it. I’d like you to say I’m worth it.

Avoid Law of Attraction counterfeits. Build solid foundations for your consciousness and your subconscious will soon play ball with you.

While Lyndon Johnson was not, as his two assistants knew, a reader of books, he was, they knew, a reader of men— a great reader of men.

More and more people think of the critic as an indispensable middle man between writer and reader and would no more read a book alone if they could help it than have a baby alone.

Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.

Once they were librarians, but that is a subject they will only discuss if heavily intoxicated.

Holland gets by on a total of four food additives; we have over 1,400.

You know what happened, you know, in 1938: France, England, you know, just sold out Czechoslovakia to Hitler.

Anticipation leads the way to victory, and is the spur to conquest.