Imbuing fiction with a life that extends beyond the last word is in some ways the goal: the ending that goes beyond the ending in the reader's mind, so invested are they in the story.

I always try to be alert to the potential for repetition, for a decaying orbit with regard to my use of technique, etc.

When they give you things, ask yourself why. When you're grateful to them for giving you the things you should have anyway, ask yourself why.

A lot of the creature comforts and the things we take for granted, are not sustainable, especially at current population levels. And so, it's not just simply a matter of changing over to solar. It's a matter of changing our philosophies. Of learning to live, more or less, mid- or post-apocalyptic, whatever apocalyptic means.

History has shown us all too often the consequences of dreaming poorly or not at all.

Who had the bigger burden? The one who had to watch the other person endure or the one who endured?

But what if you discover that the price of purpose is to render invisible so many other things?