"Joan of Arc was born 600 years ago. Six centuries is a long time to continue to mark the birth of a ..." — Kathryn Harrison

I admire writers who succeed at what I consider the first demand of art: that the artist vivisect himself without pity, without hesitation, determined to reveal whatever he might find.

I love any book that makes my family seem almost normal.

A lot of writers dwell on their relationships with their mothers, but only a few are worth reading.

I admire cool renderings of hot topics.