My dad had limitations. That's what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm.

It is always consoling to think of suicide; it's what gets one through many a bad night.

That's always been part of my goal - to show the dark side of women. Men write about bad men all the time, and they're called antiheroes.

Women are just as violently minded as men are, but with men, it's taken for granted.

I think that women really entwine with the people that they become close to in a way that men don't - and so, when they are forced to disentwine, you can't remove the vines without doing some damage.