Human beings need to watch out for reasonless niceness too. It's never reasonless and its reason's not usually nice.

I often lose myself in the Sudoku-like challenges of making a book work.

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

I think it's natural for youth to be drawn to newness: The world is still new for them.

Faith, the least exclusive club on Earth, has the craftiest doorman.

Any adaptation is a translation, and there is such a thing as an unreadably faithful translation; and I believe a degree of reinterpretatio n for the new language may be not only inevitable but desirable.

For me, novels coalesce into being, rather than arrive fully formed.