Occupation: Novelist Birth: August 13, 1961
It's like the human race has been programmed for misery..
She would be a mentor and an inspiration to girls like herself, the quiet ones who'd sleepwalked their way through high school, knowing nothing excep….
He made me think of all the books I hadn't read, and all the ones I'd read but hadn't fully understood..
After all, what was adult life but one moment of weakness piled on top of another? Most people just fell in line like obedient little children, doing….
I was an English major in college, I went to a creative-writing program, and all my life, I really read and thought about fiction as a craft and an a….
I was a garbage man in New Jersey in summers during college at Yale. Everybody else got to go to Switzerland and I got to go to the dump..
Nothing beats novel writing because it's complete expression of you. You just control everything. Not even a movie director has that level of control..
Jill felt an emptiness open inside of her as she lifted her arm, a sense that something vital was being subtracted from her life. It was always like ….
They both seemed to understand that describing it was beyond their powers, the gratitude that spreads through your body when a burden gets lifted, an….
From a distance, it makes perfect sense that the people and the things you think will save you are the very ones that have the power to disappoint yo….
To this day, she’s still sad. Because there’s not some finite amount of pain inside us. Our bodies and minds just keep manufacturing more of it. I’m ….
It felt good, the whole family together on a sunny morning in a wholesome environment. If it hadn't been for the warshiping God part, he would have h….
I read 'The Great Gatsby' in high school and was hypnotized by the beauty of the sentences and moved by the story about the irrevocability of lost lo….
Because, really, what was worse than lying wide-awake in the dark, watching your life drip away, one irreplaceable minute after another?.
It just took some people a little longer than others to realize how few words they needed to get by, how much of life they could negotiate in silence..
Once you'd broken through that invisible barrier that separates one person from another, you were connected forever, whether you liked it or not..
My novels are certainly more exciting than my own life..
Back then, when everybody thought the world would last forever, nobody had time for anything..
Apparently even the most awful tragedies, and the people they'd ruined, got a little stale after a while..
When things don't go well, it helps to think of yourself as a genius and the rest of the world as a bunch of idiots..
It's not the cheating. It's the hunger for an alternative. The refusal to accept unhappiness..