We born dyin'...But you ask a man an' he talk like he gonna live forevah.

Losing my parents really set me adrift in more ways than one. It's not just losing them. It's losing the possibility of family.

My job is writing for people to enjoy and then writing about a broader and a deeper world.

I took up writing to escape the drudgery of that every day cubicle kind of war.

I never really thought I'd be successful. I never though I'd get books published, but this was something completely beyond me. The fact that it happened is wonderful, but it is not something that I was aiming for.

I have never thought that I have sacrificed anything being a writer. That might not be true, maybe I have sacrificed something. Maybe I've given something up, but I can't think of it.

We are not trapped or locked up in these bones. No, no. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, we can break open the sky.