They could not truly look dead, because they did not ever look alive.

I went away in my head, into a book. That was where I went whenever real life was too hard or too inflexible.

I think the short story is a very underrated art form. We know that novels deserve respect.

Children, as I have said, use back ways and hidden paths, while adults take roads and official paths.

I just want you to know,' said the girl, coldly, 'that whoever you are and whatever you intend with me, I shall give you no aid of any kind, nor shall I assist you, and I shall do whatever is in my power to frustrate your plans and devices.' And then she added, with feeling, 'Idiot.

There was only one guy in the whole Bible Jesus ever personally promised a place with him in Paradise. Not Peter, not Paul, not any of those guys. He was a convicted thief, being executed. So don't knock the guys on death row. Maybe they know something you don't.

I'll agonize over sentences. Mostly because you're trying to create specific effects with sentences, and because there are a number of different voices in the book.