“...I pray this winter be gentle and kind - a season of rest from the wheel of the mind...”

“...summer softens lines that winter cruelly shows...”

“...my novels are like life - I never know where they're going until I get to the end...”

“...I retreat into my fictional world where everything makes sense - but even there I can't even control what people do...”

“... here's what I believe - sometimes God has a Plan B...”

“...I remember the oily smoke of a cigarette suspended in a shaft of sunlight - with you, everything was beautiful...”

“...God sometimes sends flowers -but I like it best when he darkens the sky and lights up an infinitude of worlds...”