We are bound by the secrets we share..

It's similar to the way you feel cuddling an infant or a kitten, when you want to squeeze it so hard you'd kill it..

...what is romance, but a mutual pact of delusion? When the pact ends , there's nothing left..

I don't write books for people to be friends with the characters. If you want to find friends, go to a cocktail party..

Always mind the distance between your dreams and your reality..

It's always a disappointing business confronting my own reflection. My body isn't bad. It's a perfectly nice, serviceable body. It's just that the ex….

If everybody was so reverent of the institute of marriage, how did all the adultery get committed?.

I'm a child in that respect: able to live, physically speaking, on a crumb of anticipation for weeks at a time, but always in danger of crushing the ….

When I tried to do something else, everyone behaved as if I was Gypsy Rose Lee trying to paint a Matisse..

It's hard to resist the magical thinking that the work habits of great writers are the key to their greatness..

There are certain people in whom you can detect the seeds of madness - seeds that have remained dormant only because the people in question have live….

Somewhere between sanity and madness lays a fine line, for some it is a tightrope walked daily, a fight for balance to be won or lost. That fight is ….

When you live alone, your furnishings, your possessions, are always confronting you with the thinness of your existence..

For most people, honesty is such an unusual departure from their standard modus operandi - such an abherration in their workaday mendacity - that the….

It seems to me that my lack of faith is not, as I once thought, a triumph of the rational mind, but rather a failure of the imagination - an inabilit….