She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
I set up and staged hundreds of ends-of-the-world and watched, enthralled, as they played themselves out.
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.
We are here to witness. There is nothing else to do with those mute materials we do not need. Until Larry teaches his stone to talk, until God changes his mind, or until the pagan gods slip back to their hilltop groves, all we can do with the whole inhuman array is watch it.