Terrible thing to live in fear. Brooks Hatlen knew it. Knew it all too well. All I want is to be back where things make sense. Where I won't have to be afraid all the time.

God is cruel. Sometimes he makes you live.

You can't deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favorite chair and stays as long as it wants.

I can't lie and say there are no bad writers. Sorry, but there are lots of bad writers.

The color white is the absence of memory.

We're news junkies in my house.

He would write it for the reason he felt that all great literature, fiction and nonfiction, was written: truth comes out, in the end it always comes out. He would write it because he felt he had to.