We're seeing a decline in religion in North America but, I hope, a rise in individual spirituality. Whatever that means to people.

Now that I live in Southern California, my current world certainly speaks to me, and I sense that my next book will have a more American and southerly setting. But that's certainly not to say I won't be back to Leaford.

When you stand outside, you look around and find that the people you're with live on the fringes.

If you don't like something about yourself, change it. If you're OK with it, you gotta own it. There's nothing in between.

The world's waistlines are expanding, but it's an epidemic of a larger issue in terms of our bounty having become our burden.

I was in the emergency room twice with heart palpitations and panic attacks. As one of my actor friends pointed out: your body doesn't know that you're making art. You think about struggle and challenge and you imagine yourself weighing 302 pounds and being restricted and in despair. Your body doesn't know that that's not the case.

The city, no matter how small, is corrupt and unrepentant, while the sun shines brighter in the country, making people more wholesome.