I think a lot about the past, it's true. But at my age, the past is more present than the here and now. And there is not much percentage in the future.

The Law is a grim, unsmiling thing. Not Justice, though. Justice is witty and whimsical and kind and caring.

In the end, it’s all a question of balance.

The worst part of great poverty is that you become blind to it.

If time were a bolt of cloth,” said Om, “I would cut out all the bad parts. Snip out the scary nights and stitch together the good parts, to make time bearable. Then I could wear it like a coat, always live happily.

All fiction relies on the real world in the sense that we all take in the world through our five senses and we accumulate details, consciously or subconsciously. This accumulation of detail can be drawn on when you write fiction.

Loss is essential. Loss is part and parcel of that necessary calamity called life.