I'm in the back of a limousine with Charlie Chaplin and it’s 1928. Charlie is beautiful; his body language seems to skip, and reel and rhyme, heartbr….

In a sense who you are has always been a story that you told to yourself. Now your self is a story that you tell to others..

Everything, no matter how beautiful, is only with us for awhile..

Everything goes, everything is lost, eventually. But if something is good, it doesn't matter what happens. The ending is still happy..

Everything move...you wonder how it all knows where to go. Einstein wondered how birds knew where to migrate to. He thought they might follow lines o….

Sex complicates, but it is the power of love to simplify..

Literature for me… tries to heal the harm done by stories. (How much harm? Most of the atrocities of history have been created by stories, e.g., the ….

You know, all the evil in the world, all the sadness comes from not having a good answer to that question: What do I do next? You just keep thinking ….

This is what books only aimed to do and never could. Give you the glint of someone else's sunrise, what living is really like, you get old and it hur….