Sometimes we don't notice that someone is being brave, because they are only doing something that seems quite easy for us.

I'm always determined that as a novelist I'm going to go out there and research my characters very thoroughly before I start writing.

In my world death will come chasing. In your world it will start whispering in your ear to destroy yourself. I know this because it started whispering to me when I was in the detention center.

I’m telling you, trouble is like the ocean. It covers two thirds of the world.

So when I say that I am a refugee, you must understand that there is no refuge.

It is certainly impossible to imagine forgiving the enemy while their animus remains undefeated.

The reason why I love people, and writing about them, is because they don't always respond with hate and anger. If they did I wouldn't have a story to tell. Who wants to know about someone who was brutalised and became brutal? I'm interested in the exceptions.