I was an English major in college with minors in Fine Arts and Humanities.

My job as the writer is to fool you. Your job as the reader is to see if you can catch me at it.

Ghosts don't haunt us. That's not how it works. They're present among us because we won't let go of them.

There is no sound so terrible as a man's sorrow for his own death.

The beauty of word processing, God bless my word processor, is that it keeps the plotting very fluid. The prose becomes like a liquid that you can manipulate at will. In the old days, when I typed, every piece of typing paper was like cast in concrete.

The struggle is what teaches you.

My notion of an elegant table is you don't leave the knife sticking out of the mayonnaise jar.