Novels, like human beings, usually have their beginnings in the dark.

A deadline is negative inspiration. Still, it's better than no inspiration at all.

I have always been suspicious of romantic love. It looks too much like a narcissism shared by two.

I think gay people are like blondes: There're fewer of them but they have more fun.

When the corpses are cleared no new order will emerge. Power, society, relationships, will descend in all their confusion on a new generation. The old, who started this conflagration, will retreat, worn out, the survivors and the young will continue the dance.

Cats and dogs believe politicians are like cemetery caregivers; they are on top of everyone, but nobody listens.

I think in the years to come what Reagan will be remembered for is that he had the chance to stop the plague and he chose not to because the 'right people' were dying.