The fact is, there's a great deal of hair-splitting fussiness when it comes to fly-fishing, most of it as silly as a top hat.

The world was a world of dreaming souls who could not die.

It had never occurred to her that God would cry, but of course that was wrong. God would be crying all the time. He would cry and cry and never stop.

And I had always liked vampire stories because they are great material that can be refashioned in lots of ways.

This ravishing world. This achingly bittersweet, ravishing world.

Even on the darkest night, my friend, life will have its way.

I was very much a child of the Cold War.