Boys like it when you talk to them as if they were grown men—at least he always did when he was a kid—because they pretend that’s what they are anyhow, grown-up men, and they do it for their entire lives.

Like Neanderthals, men prefer to hunt alone or, if in a pack, at the head of it. Women, whether in the field or in a campfire, are collaborative, and when they hunt...they work together.

Although I still occasionally paint and draw, my life has now been shaped by my writing.

And there are people who want to be writers because they love to write. And they care.

And out of a desire essentially to imitate what I was reading, I began to write, like a clever monkey.

We know that people we love are both good and bad, but we expect strangers to be one or the other.

Loyalty is weird, it kicks in when you dont expect it and the people who deserve loyalty least seem to get it the most.