Murder and hate are as deeply buried in the human heart as love, perhaps more so, and in truth they're rather entwined, and if you tried to separate them, you'd be missing something important and human.

In the end you're not made or broken by prizes. Your relationship is with your readers, not a prize, and you just have to keep on honoring that.

The monsters demand less of you as a writer because they're probably closer to who you are.

There are words and words and none mean anything. And then one sentence means everything.

Writing is not lying, nor is it theft. It is a journey and search for transparency between one’s words and one’s soul.

A good book ... leaves you wanting to reread the book. A great book compels you to reread your own soul.

A happy man has no past, while an unhappy man has nothing else.