My favorite author's question of all time - because it's so simple to answer ... 'Is your hair really like that, or do you get it done?

Blank pages inspire me with terror.

The future of narrative? Built in, part of the human template. Not going away. The future of the codex book, with pages and so forth? A platform for transmitting narratives.

To live in prison is to live without mirrors. To live without mirrors is to live without the self.

It's in Macbeth: "The devil damn thee black, thou cream-faced loon." I seldom have occasion to pull it out, but it's ready and waiting!

Human understanding is fallible, and we see through a glass, darkly. Any religion is a shadow of God. But the shadows of God are not God.

What you get is no longer what you see.