Life scars us with its random motion, he thought. Only death is perfect.

To be alive was to be disappointed. You tried and failed and kept on trying, never knowing whether you'd ever get what you wanted. But sometimes we get what we need.

Here was a fragment of Goddess myth that, through all its permutations, had somehow escaped being turned on its head. It was the perfect springboard for the sort of novel I wanted to write.

Humans may be the only creatures on Earth who spend significant time thinking about the fact that someday their lives will end.

The futures and ultimate fates of the characters in The Snow Queen are profoundly changed by choices made in their own minds or hearts, as well as choices unexpectedly forced on them by things beyond their control.

The ecosystem of our world is a closed system: it would run out of gas, collapse of its own weight.

What does immortality mean to me? That we all want more time; and we want it to be quality time.