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.

It is easier for a rich person to act on their principles than it is for someone with fewer choices (which is why it is all the more disappointing when a wealthy person plays to the crowd).

Life is savagely unfair. It ignores our deep-seated convictions and places a disproportionate emphasis on the decisions we make in split seconds.

I like to push characters to extremes so they have to make really tough decisions and there is no life more extreme than that of an athlete.

However long the moon disappears, someday it must shine again.

People wonder how they are ever going to change their lives, but really it is frighteningly easy.

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