Because when I read, I don't really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop, or I sip it like a liqeur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing brain and heart and coursing on through the veins to the root of each blood vessel.

Too Loud a Solitude (ed. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 1992) - ISBN: 9780547545882