I learned quickly enough when to click the shutter, but what I was becoming aware of more slowly was a story-writer's truth: The thing to wait on, to reach for, is the moment in which people reveal themselves... I learned from my own pictures, one by one, and had to; for I think we are the breakers of our own hearts.

Each day the storm clouds were opening like great purple flowers and pouring out their dark thunder. Each nightfall, the storm was laid down on their houses like a burden the day had carried.

If you haven't surprised yourself, you haven't written.

No art ever came out of not risking your neck.

Time is anonymous; when we give it a face, it's the same face the world over.

I'm a great reader that never has time to read.

Fantasy is no good unless the seed it springs from is a truth, a truth about human beings.