I want to tell a story that makes the reader always want to see what will happen next.
An awful lot of thriller writers write women rather badly. So just doing it OK gets a lot of credit.
His aim was the glory of God, but the glory of Philip pleased him too.
James Bond is quite serious about his drinks and clothing and cigarettes and food and all that sort of thing. There is nothing wry or amused about James Bond.
Why did people manufacture trouble when there was already so much of it in the world?
When you're thinking, please remember this: excessive pride is a familiar sin, but a man may just as easily frustrate the will of God through excessive humility.