I'd like to write a history, maybe of the Reformation.

Logic is a wonderful invention. It is so wonderful, people often mistake it for reason. Reason, however, requires sense. Logic requires only consistency.

Everybody is a True Believer. Everybody has a little nugget they're convinced of that is the opposite of the nugget on the other side. And they're convinced it's fact.

I don't make my own schedule - it's constructed around my sons' school schedules.

If there is no way out, the best course of action is to find a way further in.

I really hate those books where the murderer turns out to be somebody you never heard of who pops up in the last chapter.

Nobody in real life ever takes me seriously.