It was one of those rare times when remembering the dead was more inmportant than tending to the needs of the living.

If I had to write a rough draft, all the way through and then go back and start over, I probably would just stop writing. I wouldn't find that interesting. I would feel that I had committed so many things to the paper that I couldn't easily undo because one thing leads to the next, the interconnectedness, the sequences would make it very hard to change something that simply didn't work.

I fall down on the side of free will, simply because if you look at where I came from, and what I was able to do in my life, what was able to happen.

If dogs talked, one of them would be president by now. Everybody likes dogs.

Only once in a generation does anything as fresh as a vomiting detective come along.

Vladimir Nabokov said the two great evils of the 20th century were Marx and Freud. He was absolutely correct.

You can't always win arguments as a writer, but you have to just go ahead and say, well, I'm doing it that way anyway.