Just Because Things Hadn't Gone

The Kind Of Love That Offers Its Life So Easily, So Stupidly, Is Always The Love That Is Not Returned.

Write Because You Love The Art And The Discipline, Not Because You're Looking To Sell Something.

My Novels Are Very Much The Same, As I Think Many People's Novels Are. No Matter How Hard I Try To Do Otherwise, The Books Always Wind Up Being "a Group Of Strangers Are Thrown Together By Circumstance And Form A Society."

If You're Trying To Find Out What's Coming Next, Turn Off Everything You Own That Has An Off Switch And Listen.

Whenever I Saw Her, I Felt Like I Had Been Living In Another Country, Doing Moderately Well In Another Language, And Then She Showed Up Speaking English And Suddenly I Could Speak With All The Complexity And Nuance That I Hadn't Realized Was Gone. With Lucy I Was A Native Speaker.