There are things in life we don't understand, and when we meet them, all we can do is let them alone.

We keep a journal to entrap that collection of selves that forms us, the individual human being.

I know many older writers who were very successful and whose books are now out of print, so you have to go to antiquarian booksellers to buy their fifth or eighth novel or whatever it is.

It's true: lives do drift apart for no obvious reason. We're all busy people,we can't spend our time simply trying to stay in touch. The test of a friendship is if it can weather these inevitable gaps.

In the broad spectrum of the arts, two worlds rarely overlap - the literary world and the world of rock music.

My novels are often about people who are in love or attracted to each other.

I tend to admire dead people more than the living. All too often, human reality diminishes the glowing reputation.