Your turn has come to sift through the dreck of humanity for rare specks of originality

A novelist needs to know his own strong points and weak points.

So winners, Hae-Joo proposed, are the real losers because they learn nothing? What, then, are losers? Winners?

Wars are never cured, they just go into remission for a few years.

How could I know a famished heart will eat its mind? Can kill its body?

I have always unswervingly held, that God, in our civilizing world, manifests Himself not in the miracles of biblical age, but in progress. It is progress that leads humanity up the ladder towards the God-head. No Jacob's ladder this, no, but rather Civilization's Ladder, if you will.

If you show someone something you've written, you give them a sharpened stake, lie down in your coffin, and say, ‘When you’re ready’.