I Don't Want To Be Taken To

Our Ex-wifes Always Harbour Secrets About Us That Make Them Irresistable. Until, Of Course, We Remember Who We Are And What We Did And Why We Are Not Married Anymore.

I'm Intrigued By How Ordinary Behavior Exists So Close Beside Its Opposite.

I Think That's The Thing That Memoir Can Do More Than Anything It Does; It Testifies And Bears Witness To The Existence Of People Whose Lives, Pleasures And Virtues Would Never Have Been Testified To Without My Having Done It. That Makes Me Really Glad.

I Have A Theory... That Someplace At The Heart Of Most Compelling Stories Is Something That Doesn't Make Sense.

Something Will Be There When The Flood Recedes. We Know That. It Will Be Those People Now Standing In The Water, And On Those Rooftops - Many Black, Many Poor. Homeless. Overlooked. And It Will Be New Orleans - Though Its Memory May Be Shortened, Its Self-gaze And Eccentricity Scoured Out So That What's Left Is A City More Like Other Cities, Less Insular, Less Self-regarding, But Possibly More Self-knowing After Today. A City On Firmer Ground.