That's the trouble with you young people. You think because you ain't been here long, you know everything. In my life I already forgot more than you ever know.

I toyed briefly with an image someone once mentioned to me, of a village in the shadow of a twin-peaked mountain. In the morning the sun rises. At lunch it sets behind the mountain. In the early afternoon it rises once more. The cocks crow for the second time, and later the sun sets again. No. One peak. Metaphors should not be belaboured.

There are accounts that, if we open our hearts to them, will cut us too deeply.

It's a given that we exist in a world where we have to live in continuity every day; no one is immune to that, in life or romance novels. By the same token, it's not something I find terribly important.

You can buy a book new, buy it in hardback or wait for the paperback, find it used or as a collectible. I don't mind. What I care about most is that people are reading.

In ten years time I’ll be… (dead) sixty.

I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating.