Everything you could want - action, suspense, character and setting, all floating on the easy lyricism of a fine writer at the top of his game.

Some old guy once said that the meaning of life is that it ends.

You see something scary, you should stand up and step toward it, not away from it. Instinctively, reflexively, in a raging fury.

It's a kind of zen question: if you write a book and no one reads it, is it really a book?

LA has a fantastic car scene and because the climate is so gentle, cars can last forever.

For men, as they get bogged down with responsibilities, commitments, bureaucracy, it is a fantasy just to think of shedding everything literally, walking away with nothing at all, and just hitting the road.

I'd never believed in luck. Never had any cause to. Never relied on it, because I never could.