When I work I am pure as an angel tiger and clear is my eye and hot my brain and silent all the whining grunting piglets of the appetites..

There are obviously a great many ways to organize some fraction of the material in a life..

Burning dinner is not incompetence but war..

Life is the first gift, love is the second, and understanding the third..

Suspense is one of the ways you persuade a reader to become engaged and stay engaged with your work..

Live as if you liked yourself, and it may happen: reach out, keep reaching out, keep bringing in. This is how we are going to live for a long time: n….

We must shine with hope, stained glass windows that shape light into icons, glow like lanterns borne before a procession. Who can bear hope back into….

The people I love the best, jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows..

I wrote to make sense out of all the contradictions I experienced and to deal with the pain and loss I was undergoing..

Grandmother Hannah comes to me at Pesach and when I am lighting the sabbath candles. The sweet wine in the cup has her breath.... a little winter no ….

Doorways are sacred to women for we are the doorways of life and we must choose what comes in and what goes out..

A strong woman is a woman who craves love like oxygen or she turns blue choking. A strong woman is a woman who loves strongly and weeps strongly and ….

I mourn in grey, grey as the sleeted wind the bled shades of twilight, gunmetal, battleships, industrial paint..

We live in a media soup and are constantly being programmed or are fighting that programming. Thus any truthful account of a life, every part of a li….

Our wedding plans please everybody as if we were fertilizing the earth and creating social luck..

In fiction, I exercise my nosiness. I am as curious as my cats, and indeed that has led to trouble often enough and used up several of my nine lives.….

Writing is a futile attempt to preserve what disappears moment by moment. All that remains of my mother is what I remember and what I have written fo….

Writing is a futile attempt to preserve what disappears moment by moment..

I think having a great range of experiences in my life had helped me as a writer, particularly a writer of fiction. I have known a great many differe….

I think we validate our lives through our actions..

The politics of the exile are fever, revenge, daydream, theater of the aging convalescent. You wait in the wings and rehearse. You wait and wait..