Whiskers of the cat, Webbed toes on my swimming dog; God is in the details.

I enjoy the hell out of writing but don't like what follows: promotion and publicity, which I always strive to keep to a minimum, sometimes to my publisher's dismay.

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

There's lots of law these days, but not much justice. Celebrities murder their wives and go free. A mother kills her children, and the news people on TV say she's the victim and want you to send money to her lawyers. When everything's upside down like this, what fool just sits back and thinks justice will prevail?

...at it's best fiction is medicine.

I think it's perfectly just to refuse service to anyone based on behavior, but not based on race or religion.

The world is full of broken people. Splints, casts, miracle drugs, and time can't mend fractured hearts, wounded hearts, wounded minds, torn spirits.