The reason I write is not to change you but to let you know that you can change. I write about living and dying and falling in love and throwing it all away — then surviving it. I write about madness and death. I write for the survival of my heart. I am swallowed by, and in love with, the miracle of the human condition. My heroes are real people struggling to find their place on a planet. A planet where fitting in has become a disease as powerful as cancer.

Dan Fante