Loss is the hardest thing, I said. But it's also the teacher that's the most difficult to ignore.

Without trust, there can be no tranquil resting of the mind.

Don't tell me what's necessary, you presumptupus pup. What's necessary is whatever I wish to do, regardless of how unnecessary it might be.

For some, the past is a chain, each day a link, raveling backward to one ringbolt or another, in one dark place or another, and tomorrow is a slave to yesterday.

Always, beneath every apparent chaos, order waits to be revealed.

I've always operated with a great deal of self-doubt. Every time I start a new book it's like, well, this one will destroy the career and I have to overcome that feeling especially in the first hundred pages of the book.

No degree of prosperity can be sufficient to eliminate all misfortune, and sloth is impervious to opportunity.