Ever consider what pets must think of us? I mean, here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul - chicken, pork, half a cow. They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!

I don't type [when I write] because . . . I often have the feeling that everything flows directly from my right hand.

... everyone must play his role.

I consciously try to end my novels at a point where I won't have to wonder about my characters ever again.

It is very difficult to live among people you love and hold back from offering them advice.

I never think about the actual process of writing. I suppose I have a superstition about examining it too closely.

...he thought of dying as a kind of adventure, something new that he hadn't yet experienced. Like an unusual vacation trip.