Every Year, When You're A

I Have Never Kept Diaries. I Just Remember A Lot And Am More Self-centered Than Most People.

You Cannot Let Your Parents Anywhere Near Your Real Humiliations.

I Just Believed It Easily, The Way You Might Believe And In Fact Remember That You Once Had Another Set Of Teeth, Now Vanished But Real In Spite Of That. Until One Day, One Day When I May Even Have Been In My Teens, I Knew With A Dim Sort Of Hole In My Insides That Now I Didn't Believe It Anymore.

The Unhappiest Moment I Could Never Tell You. All Our Fights Blend Into Each Other And Are In Fact Re-enactments Of The Same Fight, In Which We Punish Each Other--i With Words, Hugh With Silence--for Being Each Other. We Never Needed Any More Than That.

There's A Kind Of Tension That If I'm Getting A Story Right I Can Feel Right Away, And I Don't Feel That When I Try To Write A Novel. I Kind Of Want A Moment That's Explosive, And I Want Everything Gathered Into That.