This is a short book because most books about writing are filled with bullshit.

I've killed enough of the world's trees.

I can't see the future, but it's grim. The depletion of resources - we're living in this dine-and-dash economy.

There were people who lied for gain, people who lied from pain, people who lied simply because the concept of telling the truth was utterly alien to them . . . and then there were people who lied because they were waiting for it to be time to tell the truth.

I'd been raised by my parents to believe barfing your feelings on other people was the height of impoliteness.

I want to engage the reader. I'm an emotional writer, in the sense that I would be happy if you re-read a book for the intellectual or the mental part of it, but, the first time, I just like to reach out and grab you, pull you in.

If there is love, smallpox scars are as pretty as dimples. - Japanese Proverb