It's Easy, After All, Not

The Writer's Life [is] Full Of Frailty And Defeat Like Any Other Life. What Counts Is The Work. Yet The Work Can Quite Easily Be Buried, Or Half-buried, By The Life.

When You Are Writing Fiction Your Task Is To Reflect The Fullest Complications Of The World

We Must Be Precise With Love, Its Language And Its Gestures. If It Is To Save Us, We Must Look At It As Clearly As We Should Learn To Look At Death

Very Few Of My Characters Are Based On People I've Known. It Is Too Constricting.

You Grew Old First Not In Your Own Eyes, But In Other People's Eyes; Then, Slowly, You Agreed With Their Opinion Of You.