Look, Chief, you can't go off half-cocked looking for vengeance against a fish. That shark isn't evil. It's not a murderer. It's just obeying its own instincts. Trying to get retribution against a fish is crazy.

I read very widely, both non-fiction and fiction, so I don't think there's a single writer who influences me.

Twenty-five years ago nobody knew much about white sharks.

Fascinations breeds preparedness, and preparedness, survival.

I don't believe in blaming inanimate objects for anything.

Reputations rise and fall almost as regularly as the tides.

Sharks have everything a scientist dreams of. They're beautiful―God, how beautiful they are! They're like an impossibly perfect piece of machinery. They're as graceful as any bird. They're as mysterious as any animal on earth. No one knows for sure how long they live or what impulses―except for hunger―they respond to. There are more than two hundred and fifty species of shark, and everyone is different from every other one.