I did not read from a sense of superiority, or advancement, or even learning. I read because I loved it more than any other activity on earth.

I don't really read what people write about me. Someone gives my novel one star; are they a troll? Are they someone who hates my politics and so has decided to do that?

When men do the dishes, it's called helping. When women do the dishes, it is called life.

I think that we really fool ourselves about our ability to be safe and secure nowadays.

The misdeeds of ordinary men can be buried with them, and their lives described in half-truths that are really half-lies. But not a public man. Particularly not this one.

We are awash in the revealed world.

Familiarity breeds content.