I've never made an outline for any novel that I've written. Never.
Was she naked?" Lasher said. "To the waist," Cotsakis said. "From which direction?" Lasher said.
It was important for him to believe that he'd spent his life among people who kept missing the point.
Fame and secrecy are the high and low ends of the same fascination.
All human existence is a trick of light.
It frequently happens that I begin a novel with just a visual image of something, a vague sense of people in three dimensional space.