My goal, with whatever I'm working on, is to lose track of time.

Spelling is a way to make words safe, at least for now, until another technology appears to soften attacks launched from the mouth.

Being with him was like being alone underwater - everything was slow; nothing counted; I could not be harmed; I would feel dry and cold when I resurfaced.

It amazes me that parents are allowed to raise kids. There's so much power and often very little accountability.

It's lonely to listen to the pleasure of others, not that I've made a habit of that kind of eavesdropping. There's joy and passion in the next room, in the next bed, but it's not yours.

In some sense, prose fiction is just a way of unlocking a space. If I can unlock the space, it comes out and it's vivid, I find that I care about it, and it's part of me.

Eventually you stop paying attention to your own feelings when there's nothing to be done about them.

I'm attracted to how fraught the parent-child relationship is, swerving so easily between love and hostility, with almost no plausible way to end, unless someone dies.

Suspense left my life a long time ago, now it has returned. I do not care for it.

A self needed to spill out sometimes, a body should show evidence of what the hell went on inside it.

A misspelled word is probably an alias for some desperate call for aid, which is bound to fail.

Grant had dealt too long with the human intelligence to accept as truth someone's report of someone's report of what that someone remembered to have seen or been told.

Truth is truth no matter what I think.

Beneath a mask of selfish tranquility nothing exists except bitterness and boredom.

My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are? ... my art gives meaning to my life.

The awareness of the all-surpassing importance of social groups is now general property in America.

It takes far less courage to kill yourself than it takes to wake up one more time. It is harder to stay where you are than to get out.

I would like to solemnly reaffirm, that poverty is not a fatality.

I'm one of those people that will say, 'My cancer was a gift.'

Jim Henson was the only piece of fan mail I ever wrote when I was a little kid.

One of the things I'd learned ... was how to take a compliment. Just say, "Thank you." It's the only response a confident person can make.