"When I was a child, I always hated being used in my father’s sermons, shrunk to a symbol to illustrate some larger lesson, flattened out to give other people comfort or instruction or even a laugh. It did some violence to my third dimension; it made it difficult for me to breathe."

"If my daughter told me she was writing a book about me, first I would scream, and then I would physically suck her back into my body so that she no longer existed, and then I would uninvent sex so that no one could ever have a child again.”