The novelist is more a marathon runner than long-distance runner and the kind of courage it takes working in such isolation cannot be underestimated. I really respect my fellow writers on this front.

Humiliation scars deeper than the lash.

The worst enemy is one whose doctrines are founded in hate and are thus beyond debate.

Two bones fell down my chimney and into the bedroom this morning. Hysterical thing to happen to a thriller writer. Murderous ravens perhaps?

You must appreciate that love is the last reason for which a man marries.

Living is a hazardous profession.

Trust is won not given.