The more identities a man has, the more they express the person they conceal.

Our power knows no limits, yet we cannot find food for a starving child, or a home for a refugee. Our knowledge is without measure and we build the weapons that will destroy us. We live on the edge of ourselves, terrified of the darkness within. We have harmed, corrupted and ruined, we have made mistakes and deceived.

It's easy to forget what intelligence consists of: luck and speculation. Here and there a windfall, here and there a scoop.

I grew up in a completely bookless household. It was my father's boast that he had never read a book from end to end.

There will be no war, but in the pursuit of principle no stone will be left standing.

Having your book turned into a movie is like seeing your oxen turned into bouillon cubes.

Completing a book, it's a little like having a baby.... There's a feeling of relief and satisfaction when you get to the end. A feeling that you have brought your family, your characters, home. Then a sort of post-natal depression and then, very quickly, the horizon of a new book. The consolation that next time I will do it better.