Killing characters on television has become an easy short cut to cathartic emotion.

You just do the best you can, and when you're able to connect with people, and when you do, it's just incredibly gratifying.

Often, what allows someone to behave heroically in dire circumstances is unpalatable in day-to-day life.

In the summer of 2010, I was working on a version of "True Detective" that I was thinking might be my next novel, and it was told in these two first-person voices; Cohle and Hart's voices.

I find the constraints of drama actually freeing: It brings everything down to character and action.

My ultimare goal is, without illusion and without sentimentality, merely by telling the truth as I see it, to break your heart. If I can break your heart and cause your awareness to expand to include another person's experience, even a fictional person's experience, and to inhabit for a moment their sorrow and suffering, then I think it expands us as people.

I knew the past wasn't real. It was only an idea, and the thing I'd wanted to touch, to brush against, the feeling I couldn't name - it just didn't exist. It was only an idea, too.