What is writing? Writing is telepathy.

Dead was the gift that kept on giving. Dead, like diamonds, was forever.

...my basic belief about the making of stories is that they pretty much make themselves.

You pay for what you get, you own what you pay for... and sooner or later whatever you own comes back home to you.

I think most of us are fascinated by the macabre and by the weird and even the nastiness that comes along.

Anything with the power to make you laugh over thirty years later isn’t a waste of time. I think something like that is very close to immortality.

Not writing would be like going the rest of your life without having dreams.