I have learned a great deal from novels. Some of it is even true.

If you want to publish two books a year under your own name and your publisher doesn't, maybe you need a different publisher.

Each book is a mind alive, a life revealed, a world awaiting exploration, but living people are all those things, as well—and more, because their stories haven’t yet been completely told.

In this world only the paranoid survive.

The hatred of truth is the taproot of violence.

Y'all take care of yourself now... strange and interesting friends are hard to find.

There’s just something unsettling about studying your reflection. It’s not a matter of being dissatisfied with your face or of being embarrassed by your vanity. Maybe it’s that when you gaze into your own eyes, you don’t see what you wish to see—or glimpse something that you wish weren’t there.