I've stayed in houses that were in the country, and in England, but I'm still not sure that I've stayed in an English country house.

Oddly, the meanings of books are defined for me much more by their beginnings and middles than they are by their endings.

We have reached the point where ignorance and neglect are the best we can hope for in a ruler.

About as close you can get to the perfect cerebral thriller: searingly smart, ridiculously funny, and fast as hell... I defy anybody to read the first page and not keep going to the last.

His crush went from exciting to depressing, as if he'd gone from the first blush of infatuation to the terminal nostalgia of a former lover without even the temporary relief of an actual relationship in between.

My ultimate goal is to drive people back to the books, when I think of an adaptation.

There is really no end to life's little humiliations.