Wars happen because the ones who start them think they can win.

So this was the rest of his life. It felt like a party to which he'd been invited, but at an address he couldn't actually locate. Someone must be having fun at it, this life of his; only, right at the moment, it wasn't him.

A home filled with nothing but yourself. It's heavy, that lightness. It's crushing, that emptiness.

­Do back exercises. Pain is distracting.

Optimism means better than reality; pessimism means worse than reality. I'm a realist.

A rat in a maze is free to go anywhere, as long as it stays inside the maze.

It doesn't really matter what "genre" your book is. What matters is that it's a good book of its kind. Whatever that kind may be.