Love and hate are cruel, only liking is kind

Perfection, in anything, is unbearably dull. Myself, I prefer a touch of imperfection.

That's the purpose of old age... To give us a breathing space before we die, in which to see why we did what we did.

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.

I am writing a sequel to The Touch because I want to further explore the Chinese question that I have raised. There will be more about that in a sequel.

I want to know what they look like, their height, and colouring, physique and speech pattens.

There was some justice in his pain