“Classic author moment, "Oh dear, did I kill that character or not?”

“But to be perfectly frank, this childish idea that the author of a novel has some special insight into the characters in the novel...it's ridiculous. That novel was composed of scratches on a page, dear. The characters inhabiting it have no life outside of those scratches. What happened to them? They all ceased to exist the moment the novel ended.”

“Do authors cry when they kill the best characters or...""They laugh and have tea with satan.”

“Oh, dear--did I forget to mention that you can, indeed, have it all, but you need a lot of help!”

“Oh! I killed Bunbury this afternoon... I mean poor Bunbury died this afternoon.What did he die of?Bunbury? Oh, he was exploded!”

“Authors only write what their characters tell them. Which mean we are scribes, and the characters are the author.”