But all good things come to an end, often a sad angry miserable end. The cause for such an end can usually be whittled down to one of three things: money, sickness, love lost.

For the worst things of our lives, it is sometimes the best way, to never speak of them again.

I feel strong. Not strong enough to face myself, but strong enough to keep going.

To live with angels and chase their dreams.

I try to write books that are different from the books I've already written. I think one of the thing I really try to do is reinvent how a novel can be written.

Are we biology or God or something higher? I know my heart beats and I listen to it. The beat is biology, but what is the song?

Not everyone who works hard makes their dream come true. You need luck and hard work and being in the right place at the right time but I still very much believe it's possible.