Irony is just honesty with the volume cranked up.

To understand any plea for further consideration of a group you don't know anything about to be some form of, quote, political correctness. These things are bubbling right under us.

I read Rand and thought, "I want to be one of the earth movers, the scientific people who power the world. I don't want to be one of these lisping liberal artsy leeches." So I was working against my actual abilities.

I'd just say that truth is power and vice versa.

It was that impossible thing: happiness that does not wilt to reveal the thin shoots of some new desire rising from within it.

I'm not thinking much about overall themes or preoccupations or anything like that. Instead I'm just trusting that, if I'm working hard, various notions and riffs and motifs and so on are very naturally suffusing the stories and the resulting book.

My heartfelt wish for you: as you get older, your self will diminish and you will grow in love.