The whole quilt is much more important than any single square.

Birth and death - what could be more monstrous than that? We like to deceive ourselves and call it wondrous and beautiful and majestic, but it's freakish, let's face it.

...the face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no more room for crying.

Lately you are brooding too much about rights. Give up this dangerous habit.

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.

Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.

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