Evolutionary theory informs our understanding of some frankly inexcusable social behavior and renders it perfectly normal.

Science casts a long black shadow back over who we think we are, and where it falls the temperature falls with it. Its touch is chilly and unforgiving.

A preoccupation with the next world clearly shows an inability to cope credibly with this one.

I have so little patience with the whole Y.A. book thing. As far as I'm concerned, you either read books for children or you read books for adults.

The way I see it, anyone who's proud of their country is either a thug or just hasn't read enough history yet.

Certainly a decade and a half out in the real world, bashing my head against things, probably made me into a more textured writer. It gives you something to write about.

I think by definition you need to have lived a little bit to write anything that's humanly true.