The reason we can say anything we want in America is that we know it makes no difference.

I had one week in the fall of 1996 where I was like, 'I'm America's greatest living teenage poet.'

In college, I was a huge fan of 'Les Miserables.' I seem to remember that people who were into French literature preferred Hugo's poetry.

Some young man has wronged you, hasn't he?' From a person who renounced on principle the possibility of transcendental morality, she thought, it was an interesting choice of words.

'None of them's stuck around long enough to wrong me, Bruno.'

He waved a hand dismissively. 'Romance is a fiction anyway. A myth to sell greeting cards.' Still, he seemed ready, given a name and address, to go challenge the malefactor, like some feudal-era father defending his daughter's chastity. This was all in the eyes, of course. The rest of the face stayed perfectly composed.

Do you understand how rare it is to get a real chance to save someone?

Actual artists are like mythological creatures,' she heard herself opine. 'You hear about them, but a sighting's pretty rare.