I used bravado to protect myself when we lived in poverty.
The excuse, of course, was that men had to support families.
I recoil from the certitude that religion can give a person; it’s horrific.
I didn’t know I would be any good. But I knew I wanted to be a poet.
It was a horrible place because it wasn’t exactly horrible.
When I walked in, the kids applauded. They were like, “The poet’s back!”
Whether or not I’m working on the book, the book is working on me.
Jayne Anne Phillips recalls her friend, the legendary Sam Lawrence.
I’ve wavered in confidence, but never on whether I was going to write.
One of the most important human capacities is compassion.
What can go heartbreakingly wrong, and what would you do?
You quickly find nothing interests people so much as themselves.
Sex can be revelatory. Essential nature emerges in sex.
I’m a big fan of then. A novel needs a lot of thens.
In real life, my favorite character, so to speak, is Ruth Bader Ginsburg.
A friend of my father’s once told me, “You’ll never be a writer.”
I don’t own a smartphone and never will. I’ve never sent a text.
I’ve found that love has provided my life’s happiest moments.
Try never to repeat rhymes, not once in an entire show. It tires the ear.
There’s something to stepping right out of your dreams and onto the page.
Favorite character? What a question. It’s like choosing a favorite child.
I usually get my best writing done at night or at the close of day.
I love talking to girls. That’s why I’ve written so much about them.
Art doesn’t conform to a capitalist’s ratio of productivity to time.
How does he do it? I’ve been trying to figure this out for the past decade.
I loved David, but I loved another character more: James Steerforth.
I once heard in a sermon, “Choose the important over the urgent.”
The Great Gatsby had an awful, detrimental effect on me.