I can imagine anything except having no imagination.

Forget about what you are escaping from. Reserve your anxiety for what you are escaping to.

She was a natural blonde, with delicate hands and feet, and in her youthful photographs one saw a girl with mocking eyes and a tragic smile, the course of whose life would conspire in time to transpose that pair of adjectives.

I don't do a lot of foisting, because when it comes to books I don't really like to be foisted upon.

I was surprised that my wife thought it was a good idea, then again with my agent, another woman, then my editor, another woman - in spite of the fact that all three of them reacted positively I still have this fear.

[While writing], I'll go anywhere I find that is quiet, has no internet. I have a big internet problem.

When I'm writing solitude feels very good. But when I'm not writing it feels lonely... Having a big family solves that problem.