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Bit yells, Homeless Hungry? Dude, I invented Homeless Hungry. The kid just waves.

And he waited - as he always had - for life to come and find him.

I'm certainly eclectic in my writing.

Our lives have a way of eddying back on themselves, offering us the same view over and over, daring us to get it right just once.

I don't know a family that isn't touched by some sort of addiction.

His life was two lives now: the life he would have and the life he would forever wonder about.

If you want to make art, go get a job at the Loov-rah.

No, no, we are definitely writ on water. Or cognac
if we've any luck at all.

Parenthood makes such sweet hypocrites of us all.

The more you lived the more regret and longing you suffered, that life was a glorious catastrophe

He considered it a shame when people couldn't grasp the infinite-a failure not just of imagination but of simple vision.

We live in a world of banal miracles.

The whole world is sick ... we've all got this pathetic need to be seen. We're a bunch of fucking toddlers trying to get attention.

Claire happy to no longer expect ... but embrace the sweet lovely mess that is real life.

Two kinds of people always lie about their ages: actresses and Latin American pitchers.

I'm a writer, and the subject is less important than the act of writing itself.

Pure talent and charisma and like gods they were terrible together. Awful. A gorgeous nightmare.

Often, the fact that I haven't done something as a writer is all the reason I need to try it.

Use beautiful to describe a sandwich, and the word means nothing.

I've been a dad since I was nineteen, so I think a lot about fatherhood and the power of that sacrifice in your life.

And even if they don't find what they're looking for, isn't it enough to be out walking together in the sunlight?

We want what we want

mother: a man wants many things in life, but when one of them is also the right thing, he would be a fool not to choose it. Pasquale waited until the

Couldn't you outgrow the little-girl fantasy? Couldn't love be gentler, smaller, quiter, not quite all-consuming?

Maybe all love is hopeless.

She laughed. 'That's what I love about you good-lookin' blokes. What, me? Have sex?

And if a moment exists only in one's perception anyway, then perhaps the rush of feeling he has now is THE MOMENT, and not merely its shadow.

I guess I forgot we were going out tonight."
"We always go out on Fridays."
"It's Thursday, Alvis."
"You are so tied to routine.

What business does memory have with time?

Whole worlds exist beneath the surface. And maybe you can't see down there, Michael thought, but there's a part of you that knows.

That's why people write books and stories, no doubt, to leave some impression behind, to share a sense of the beauty and pain. This

I think I would explode in flames of irony if I were to option an idea that I was satirizing in a novel.

She was asleep, that blond hair swirled like butter on the pillow beneath her

Other women were like presents he was constantly disappointed in unwrapping

The movie I was working on, "Cleopatra", it's about how destructive a force love can be. But maybe that's what every story is about.

Divination of true nature. Of motivation. Of desirous hearts. I saw the whole world in a flash and I recognized it at once: We want what we want.

Always speak first to the toughest person in the room.

He thought it might be the most intimate thing possible, to fall asleep next to someone in the afternoon.

We want what we want - we love who we love.

You can't just say that, Pasquale. Those words have tremendous power. It's how people end up married.

He found himself in habiting the vast, empty plateau where most people live, between boredom and contentment.

I've been simultaneously drawn to and repelled from Hollywood for years.

Being alive isn't the same thing as living

The first seven years that I wrote fiction, I sent out stories and a novel and made a total of $25.

He was ready to stop trying to matter; he was ready to simply live.

And when our lives do begin? I mean, the exacting part, the action? It's all so fast.

If a police officer arrests a mime, does he need to tell him he has the right to remain silent.

Each gray hair still seemed like a weevil in a flower bed.

I'm a professional. So before I published any novels, I'd always been writing stories.

Because I'm a novelist, I think in terms of structure. The way I keep going is through structure. It's what inspires me and pushes me through.

Make them want to give you the thing you're taking.

What kind of wife would I be if I left your father simply because he was dead?

God, this life is a cold, brittle thing. And yet it's all there is.

I come from a newspaper background, so maybe I'm attuned to current events.

It's one thing to know what people want. It's another to CREATE that want in them. To BUILD that desire.

True sacrifice is painless.

You can always spot the real thing, that affection; why does it always come from the wrong person?

Be confident and the world responds to your confidence, rewards your faith.

She saw death as just another wedding she wasn't invited to.

On any given day in Spokane, Washington, there are more adult men per capita riding children's BMX bikes than in any other city in the world.

There was nothing explicit between them, nothing more than that slightly open door. And yet . . . what could be more alluring? In

My poems ... the ones that start out as jokes become these big ponderous things and the ones that start out ponderous devolve into jokes.

With Facebook and Twitter, we're all our own little publicists in a way.

The stories tend to be what I work on when I'm stuck. Something will just pop into my head and I'll think that's more of a story.

You take something from your past that you're somewhat ashamed about and you write about it from another character's point of view.

(If I looked like you, Debra, I'd masturbate all the time

Life, he thought, is a blatant act of imagination.

Sometimes it was like a deep ache, the simple act of breathing in and out.

Something about the memory caused him to tear up, to think again about the unknowable nature of the people we love.

Before Pat could speak, the kid

My dad worked for 40 years in an aluminum plant. I don't think he ever got aluminum block.

There was a real conflation of hero and victim in the wake of 9/11, in our perverse desire to create a triumphant myth out of pure tragedy.

No one gets to tell you what your life means!

There was a time when self-promotion was considered so verboten, especially for authors.

My poetry is the most disappointing thing for me that I've ever written. When I say I can write everything, I don't say I can write everything well.

This is what happens when you live in dreams, he thought: you dream this and you dream that and you sleep right through your life.

Oh, the things she would say if she could--but it's a minefield of courtesies and manners, this dying business.

This is what happens when your life is authored not by God, but by David Mamet.

Ideas are sphincters. Every asshole has one.

Stories are nations, empires.

fierce tonight. Insistent.

Put the fire out? Hell no. What we need to do is stoke it.

...life was a glorious catastrophe.

All we have is the story we tell.

as if ye have faith and it shall be given to you.

The form is so malleable and can do so many things.

If London was an alien city, Edinburgh was another planet

The water. The feral cats scattered before her.

All art is personal. Otherwise, what's the point?

What person who has enjoyed life could possibly think one is enough?

These are the ruins of our memories, which loom in our minds like the Parthenon, even as they are decayed and weathered by time and regret.

Here for business or pleasure, Mr. Wheeler?"
"Redemption," Shane says.

(Agent: This book doesn't work. Shane: You mean, in your opinion. Agent: I mean in English).

There are some people whose Twitter feeds are works of art. They intuitively understand how much of themselves to put out there.

You had to write it, and he had to play it, and I'm just so grateful I got to see it.