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

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

Life is extremely short and you cannot dance to current affairs.

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.

Death, of course, is a refuge. It's where you go when a new name, or a mask and cape, can no longer hide you from yourself. It's where you run to when none of the principalities of your conscience will grant you asylum.

The ways in which we are able to express courage also depend on the hand life deals us.

Wouldn't that be funny, if the oil rebels were playing U2 in their jungle camps, and the government soldiers were playing U2 in their trucks. I think everyone was killing everyone else and listening to the same music... That is a good trick about this world, Sarah. No one likes each other, but everyone likes U2.