Things in life have no real beginning, though our stories about them always do.

Increasingly I think of myself as some strange and solitary conductor, introduced to a group of very dynamic musicians who happen to be my characters, and I have no idea how they are going to play together, and I have certainly no idea how I am going to put manners on them.

It struck me that distant cities are designed precisely so you can know where you came from.

The job of the writer is to look at where he is now and make some sort of emotional sense of it, not only for that moment but for years to come.

She likes the people with the endurance to tolerate the drudge, the ones who know that pain is a requirement, not a curse.

Things in life have no real beginning, though our stories about them always do.

Ultimately, you can only ever write what you know. It's logically and philosophically impossible to write what you don't know.