The silence was always the greates temptation.

Living in Sydney, I've taken the chance to start surfing again. One of my best memories of growing up is catching my first proper wave and surfing across it and my brother cheering at me from the shore.

I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.

Can a person steal happiness? Or is just another internal, infernal human trick?

Better that we leave the paint behind," Hans told her, "than ever forget the music.

As far as this categorization of books, the way I see it is there are really a hundred-odd categories of books plus one, and on the top shelf at home, I've got the books I love, my favorite books, and that's the type of book that I want to write.

They'd been standing like that for thirty seconds of forever.