Chose? If you believe that I chose any part of the pitiful shadow of a life you see before you, you are very much mistaken. I chose glory and success. The box did not contain what was written on the lid.

You have to learn to love the small things in life, like a hot bath. You have to love the small things, when you have nothing else

History is littered with dead good men

Have a smile for breakfast, you'll be shitting joy by lunch.

I think the further away you get from completing a book, the more responses you see to it from readers, the more your own tastes and opinions shift and the more you start to see things you could have written differently in the detail, or done differently on the broader scale of plot and character.

It's hard to stay calm when you're terrified, helpless, alone, at the mercy of men with no mercy at all.

Belief without evidence is the very hallmark of the savage.