How can two people hate so much without knowing each other?
I still can't believe it . . . him comin' here everyday, nobody realizin'. Still, that's life: lotta stuff happens under the waterline.
The multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon him... [from Macbeth]
I genuinely like the people I meet at signings or the bits of public talking that I do.
Nothing is insoluble. Nothing is hopeless. Not while there's life.
A lot of people have found the idea of living your life over and over again absolutely terrifying; there's some people that find it very comforting. There are others that are appalled by it.