In the cookie of life, friends are the chocolate chips.
What kind of Christmas present would Jesus ask Santa for?
Anyone who reads my work will see that there are often difficult relationships between fathers and sons.
It's so disappointing, to put it mildly, that people know so much about my life. Because it means that they're always trying to look at my books in terms of my life.
What can't be cured must be endured.
In the '50s, listening to Elvis and others on the radio in Bombay - it didn't feel alien. Noises made by a truck driver from Tupelo, Mississippi, seemed relevant to a middle-class kid growing up on the other side of the world. That has always fascinated me.