There are no ambitions noble enough to justify breaking someone's heart.

I have an editor in my head, that's why I can't read Harry Potter, because Rowling is such a lousy writer.

In The Touch, the love scenes are the same as they were in The Thorn Birds or anything else Ive ever written. I find a way of saying that either it was heaven or hell but in a way that still leaves room for the reader to use their own imagination.

My fictitious characters will take the bit between their teeth and gallop off and do something that I hadn't counted on. However, I always insist on dragging them back to the straight and narrow

... the most insoluble problems are those which by their very nature can have no space within them for dreams.

Once I've got the first draft down on paper then I do five or six more drafts, the last two of which will be polishing drafts. The ones in between will flesh out the characters and maybe I'll check my research.

There's a hell of a lot of horny people out there who are not being gratified in the way they should be.