I'm not a writer who refuses to talk about a book until I've finished.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.

I think to be writer you have to enjoy being alone. I was a loner as a teenager and was always drawn to characters in books and films who were at the fringes.

Each night, Liesel would step outside, wipe the door, and watch the sky. Usually it was like spillage - cold and heavy, slippery and gray - but once in a while some stars had the nerve to rise and float, if only for a few minutes. On those nights, she would stay a little longer and wait. Hello, stars.

I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.

I just want to write someone’s favorite book

It was a Monday and they walked on a tightrope to the sun.