It's where we go, and what we do when we get there, that tells us who we really are.

I learned you don't discover the evidence of any cause in its result.

"Politics" per se is absent from my writing but there is usually a moral (if ironic) compass.

For politics is in its essence as Adams had said, the 'systematic organization of hatred': either you were organized or you were not.

When I complete a novel I set it aside, and begin work on short stories, and eventually another long work. When I complete that novel I return to the earlier novel and rewrite much of it. In the meantime the second novel lies in a desk drawer.

The worst cynicism: a belief in luck.

And this is the forbidden truth, the unspeakable taboo - that evil is not always repellent but frequently attractive; that it has the power to make of us not simply victims, as nature and accident do, but active accomplices.