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Only one constant existed: I wrote. Writing was my center of gravity.

Mentors can suggest to you what more you are capable of.

Heaven preserve me from the Epidemic of a Proud Ignorance!

The future of the book began to appear among imaginary woods.

Art doesn’t conform to a capitalist’s ratio of productivity to time.

My grandmother read one of my early stories and warned—don’t force your muse.

In real life, my favorite character, so to speak, is Ruth Bader Ginsburg.

I love talking to girls. That’s why I’ve written so much about them.

I don’t own a smartphone and never will. I’ve never sent a text.

I’m a big fan of then. A novel needs a lot of thens.

“The Sentry” taught me that all true laughter has tears behind it.

The story of racism does not simply happen to people of color.

I wish I could tell her that we aren’t supposed to know why we’re here.

There’s something to stepping right out of your dreams and onto the page.

A more typical writing day for me is being constantly interrupted.

I like to think of love as something that one should keep feeding, like a fire.

Try never to repeat rhymes, not once in an entire show. It tires the ear.

Most days, at the pool, we are able to leave our troubles on land behind.

How does he do it? I’ve been trying to figure this out for the past decade.

Love’s not all that fun, but it saves you. And you should be saved.

Best part of the day? The part when I come up with an idea for a cartoon.

It helped me free myself from a longtime source of unhappiness.

Henry Chinaski is just so deplorable and lovable; he makes me laugh.

Love is the difference between a full life and an empty one.

This is kind of a big, wet valentine, isn’t it? Shouldn’t you throw it out?

Favorite character? What a question. It’s like choosing a favorite child.

I once heard in a sermon, “Choose the important over the urgent.”

I’m obsessed with finding a convertible that has enough room.

Love enlarges. What you put out into the world, you get back tenfold.