When I was a little boy, they called me a liar, but now that I am grown up, they call me a writer.

Kindness, I've discovered, is everything in life.

A Marxist has never written a good novel.

They still believe in God, the family, angels, witches, goblins, logic, clarity, punctuation, and other obsolete stuff.

For those who are willing to make an effort, great miracles and wonderful treasures are in store.

Even in the worm that crawls in the earth there glows a divine spark. When you slaughter a creature, you slaughter God.

A good writer is basically a story teller, not a scholar or a redeemer of mankind.