The only reason we find structure in stories is because it's there naturally in human interaction, and in the way that people tell stories.

When we finish a book, why do we hold it in both hands and gaze at it as if it were somehow alive?

The strips are nearly effortless unless I am really emotionally upset, a wreck.

The histories of vampires and people are not so different, really. How many of us can honestly see our own reflection?

At the center of everything we call 'the arts,' and children call 'play,' is something which seems somehow alive.

You may be a lady but you are still the man!

What is an idea made of? Of future, past and also meanwhile.