Some things are forgotten, some things disappear, some things die.

People's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive.

When I am writing, I do not distinguish between the natural and supernatural. Everything seems real. That is my world, you could say.

They take the circuits out of people’s brains that make it possible for them to think for themselves. Their world is like the one that George Orwell depicted in his novel. I’m sure you realize that there are plenty of people who are looking for exactly that kind of brain death. It makes life a lot easier. You don’t have to think about difficult things, just shut up and do what your superiors tell you to do.

I think history is collective memories. In writing, I'm using my own memory, and I'm using my collective memory.

The best point of my novels, I think, is their humor. I want to keep many my works humorous.

The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.