When your own life is threatened, your sense of empathy is blunted by a terrible, selfish hunger for survival.

Books are something social - a writer speaking to a reader - so I think making the reading of a book the center of a social event, the meeting of a book club, is a brilliant idea.

When your own life is threatened, your sense of empathy is blunted by a terrible, selfish hunger for survival.

I couldn't get Him out of my head. Still can't. I spent three solid days thinking about Him. The more He bothered me, the less I coul forget Him. And the more I learned about Him, the less I wanted to leave Him.

Come aboard if your destination is oblivion- it should be our next stop. We can sit together. You can have the window seat if you want. But it's a sad view.

I can't live for more than four years outside of Canada. I'm Canadian, so ultimately that is my reference point.

For evil in the open is but evil from within that has been let out.