Books

"The gangs of girls marched into where we lived like they were welcome. (And, to be fair, they had been once…) They knew from how they’d known us then where we kept what was dear to us. They knew where we hid our special secrets. "

"That 'writers write' is meant to be self-evident. People like to say it. I find it is hardly ever true. Writers drink. Writers rant. Writers phone. Writers sleep. I have met very few writers who write at all."

"Men adore pretty women--courting them, and bragging about it when they get one into bed. But what they actually love best is to watch them fall and pretend to pity them, or even openly delight in their humiliation."

Reading delivers on the promise that sex raises but hardly ever can fulfill -- getting large cause you're entering another person's language, cadence, heart and mind.

"Of course they are making a fuss, her being drowned and all. It’s a long time since we’ve had a drowning by flood; it’s an important event in this village."