Love cannot be reduced to a catalogue of reasons why, and a catalogue of reasons cannot be put together into love.

What’s the likelihood? That the one girl who makes my heart race is the one girl who wants me in return? That the accident of my attraction coincides with the accident of hers?

I really wanted to write an adventure story, a murder-mystery that was set during the gold-rush years in New Zealand.

I often feel intellectually frustrated when I'm in a position where I'm not moving forward; when I'm not enquiring about something.

A man ought never to trust another mans evaluation of a third mans disposition.

To experience sublime natural beauty is to confront the total inadequacy of language to describe what you see. Words cannot convey the scale of a view that is so stunning it is felt.

Reason is no match for desire: when desire is purely and powerfully felt, it becomes a kind of reason of its own.