Christianity has kept itself going for centuries on hope alone, and has perpetrated all manner of naughtiness in the meantime.

I'm a novelist, not a social scientist or a commentator.

People are least aware of others when demonstrating their own power over them.

It is interesting how keen people are for you to do something they would never dream of doing themselves, how enthusiasticall y they drive you to your own destruction.

How can there be so many mothers in the world but so little sense of what it might be to become one?

We who were born were not witnesses to our birth: like death, it is something we are forever after trying to catch sight of.

I don't really believe in stories, only in the people who tell them.