Occupation: Novelist Birth: March 8, 1960
Can you see me? All of me? Probably not. No one ever really has..
She understood that her heart operated on its own instructions, that she had no control over it or, indeed, anything else..
You never get over it, but you get to where it doesn't bother you so much..
All wisdom ends in paradox..
People don't save other people. People save themselves..
We value love not because it's stronger than death but because it's weaker. Say what you want about love: death will finish it. You will not go on lo….
If love were endless, if it were on tap, it wouldn't hit us the way it does. And we certainly wouldn't write about it..
She may have looked normal on the outside, but once you'd seen her handwriting you knew she was deliciously complicated inside..
She wanted a book to take her places she couldn't get to herself..
And in some of the houses, people were getting old and sick and were dying, leaving others to grieve. It was happening all the time, unnoticed, and i….
There are some books that reached through the noise of life to grab you by the collar and speak only of the truest things..
I was thinking how amazing it was that the world contained so many lives. Out in these streets people were embroiled in a thousand different matters,….
Capitalism has resulted in material well-being but spiritual bankruptcy..
Biology gives you a brain. Life turns it into a mind..
It was amazing how it worked: the tiniest bit of truth made credible the greatest lies..
I tell my students that when you write, you should pretend you’re writing the best letter you ever wrote to the smartest friend you have. That way, y….
To be inclusive you must accommodate different levels of sophistication..
Depression is like a bruise that never goes away. A bruise in your mind. You just got to be careful not to touch it where it hurts. It's always there….
It was one of those humid days when the atmosphere gets confused. Sitting on the porch, you could feel it: the air wishing it was water..
Basically what we have here is a dreamer. Somebody out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she'd fly.
She held herself very straight, like Audrey Hepburn, whom all women idolize and men never think about..