When your novel first peeks its head into the world, it will look pretty much like every newborn: blotchy, hairless, and utterly confused.

Rereading parts of your novel while writing is like doubling back at rerunning parts of a marathon midrace.

No matter who you are, no matter where you live, and no matter how many people are chasing you, what you don't read is often as important as what you do read.

Love dances with joy in your smile.

All of them with their own lives, untouched by mine. Or each other's.

She can be a nightmare, but this still feels better than any dream.

'Saturday Night Live' will always be this amazing, powerful behemoth, but it's also not the only thing happening in comedy anymore.

Mother, you had me, but I never had you.

Churches can become places of cynicism, resistance, and pessimism.

Sexy, to me, is the way you carry what you have. I have a big nose, but I rock it.

And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, millions of mischiefs.

No one dies of nausea, but it can seriously sap the will to live.