It wasn't that [he] believed in religion, or a God, or an afterlife. He just knew it was impossible to feel this much love and for it to end.

Most people muddled through events and only in retrospect realized their significance.

The past is a cupboard full of light and all you have to do is find the key that opens the door.

What if we had a chance to do it again and again, until we finally did get it right? Wouldn't that be wonderful?

If you don't have a unique voice, then you're not really a writer.

Probably not needing to be published would give me more time to think about a book.

I can't imagine what it would be like to write in a relaxed state. I'm going to be writing some stories for my own interest. I want to experiment with different things and see if I can approach writing with much less control and in a better psychological state. It will be like breaking out of a straitjacket.