He was pushing fifty, with a face life had chewed on, and long wisps of graying hair parted low on one side and combed over his balding pate.

To almost die is to know that one day you will, and to never again feel the same about anything.

My fans want me to talk to them. And even if they want to be critical, I want to hear what they've got to say.

I refuse to sit on my laurels.

I'm always surprised when large numbers of people buy my books.

When I was at college there were two things I vowed I'd never do. One was go to a funeral and the other was deal with computers. And then I ended up being a computer programmer in a morgue.

Survival my only hope. Success my only revenge