No kind of bomb ever built will extinguish hatred.

I'm never going to tell the reader what to believe; I'm going to examine these characters that believe different ways, and examine their motives.

I never think that anything I'm writing is bluntly political in any way. I'm not going for commentary.

What we lose in our great human exodus from the land is a rooted sense, as deep and intangible as religious faith, of why we need to hold on to the wild and beautiful places that once surrounded us.

It is completely usual for me to get up in the morning, take a look around, and laugh out loud.

...prodigal summer, the season of extravagant procreation. It could wear out everything in its path with its passionate excesses, but nothing alive with wings or a heart or a seed curled into itself in the ground could resist welcoming it back when it came.

I have my own sheep and I literally sheer the sheep and knot sweaters for friends and family from scratch.