Is there really anyone, besides Rudy Giuliani, who prefers the new Times Square?

It's a good rule of thumb, it seems to me: if you're not allowed to see where something comes from, don't put it in your mouth.

It's hard to draw clear lines between writing and life and I don't think it is necessary to or necessarily good to.

It's not worth getting too excited about thinking about the larger picture. The larger picture doesn't come into focus for an awfully long time.

It's possible to make things that aren't just money-makers. Something wonderful for its own sake.

It's rarely talked about, but hunting for sport is just about as vile as we humans get.

Literature has drawn a funny perimeter that other art forms haven't.

My children not only inspired me to reconsider what kind of eating animal I would be, but also shamed me into reconsideration.

Oh, I'd say I like a meal as much as anybody. But I find a certain kind of foodiness silly, gluttonous and embarrassing.

The best books are the ones that ask the most questions.

The more exposure people have to the realities of factory farming, the more we will see people rejecting it. It's already happening.

The question, I've come to think, is not what inspires one to change, but what inspires one to remain changed.

There are a lot of things that we crave, there are a lot of things that would make us perhaps more fulfilled in a sensory way that we just say no to.

There is no greater gift than time.

There's no being wrong in seeing something in art, only being disagreed with.

These little daily choices that we're so used to thinking are irrelevant are the most important thing we do all day long.

To remember my values, I need to lose certain tastes and find other handles for the memories that they once helped me carry.

We shouldn't be intimidated by someone else's idea of perfection if it will prevent us from taking steps we actively want to take.

We've made science experiments of ourselves and our children.

When you read something you have written, you have to confront some of the lies you have been telling yourself.