because the hardest boss a man can ever have is himself.

They were nice enough people and all, but there wasn't much love in them. Because they were too busy being afraid. Love didn't grow very well in a place where there was only fear, just as plants didn't grow very well in a place where it was always dark.

The things a man sees when he ain't got a gun.--Watson the Caretaker

Too often, in novels that are speculative, God is a kind of kryptonite, and that's about all that it is, and it goes back to Dracula, where someone dumps a crucifix in Count Dracula's face, and he pulls away and runs back into his house. That's not religion. That's some kind of juju, like a talisman.

That's something that is almost accidental at the beginning of a career, but the more you write, the more trained you are to recognize the little signals.

To write is human, to edit is divine.

Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what held me back.