Fear could paralyse. Action was the antidote.

It was an odd thing to do, to stand in a street in the hope of seeing someone who hardly knew him, but he did not want to move.

I imagined it. I wrote it. But I guess I never thought I'd see it.

Trusting someone was like holding a little water in your cupped hands - it was so easy to spill the water, and you could never get it back.

Thrillers have been traditionally very masculine books; the women characters often rather decorative.

Knotty theological questions are the least worrying of problems to me. Why? Because they will be resolved in the hereafter, and meanwhile they can be safely shelved.

There is a real connection between Philosopy and fiction.