I knew I belonged to the public and to the world, not because I was talented or even beautiful, but because I had never belonged to anything or anyone else.

You wouldn't believe the kind of hate mail I get about my work on irregular verbs.

I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.

The one thing about my life that's different from others is that I wake up for no one, and for some reason, that's just good for your creativity.

I'm a practical person. I'm not too bad a carpenter. I can renovate houses.