The Space Between The Idea Of Something

I'm Sometimes Afraid I'll Cross A Line And It'll Be Difficult To Come Back, Say, To Dinner.

Out Of The Corner Of One Eye, I Could See My Mother. Out Of The Corner Of The Other Eye, I Could See Her Shadow On The Wall, Cast There By The Lamplight. It Was A Big And Solid Shadow, And It Looked So Much Like My Mother That I Became Frightened. For I Could Not Be Sure Whether For The Rest Of My Life I Would Be Able To Tell When It Was Really My Mother And When It Was Really Her Shadow Standing Between Me And The Rest Of The World.

Life Has A Truth To It, And It's Complicated - It's Love And It's Hatred.

When I Write A Book, I Hope To Be Beyond Mortal By The Time I'm Finished.

I Would Pretend When I Was A Child That I Was Charlotte Brontë, Because I'd Read Jane Eyre When I Was Ten And, Although I Didn't Understand It, I Loved The Idea That This Woman Had Written A Book. I Wanted To Be Her.