En su habitación del hotel la muerte, desnuda, está delante del espejo. No sabe quién es.

Even death, faced with the option of death or life, she would choose life.

Words have their own hierarchy, their own protocol, their own artistic titles, their own plebeian stigmas.

Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death, they need death as much as we need bread to eat.

Assim é, mas a vantagem da igreja é que, embora às vezes o não pareça, ao gerir o que está no alto, governa o que está em baixo.

Give a hundred writers the same idea and you'll get a hundred different stories.

How we remember what we remember and why we remember form the most personal map of our individuality.

I'm not very interested in myself. I do have a deep moral belief that you should always look out at other things and not be self-centred.

I have not worked at all... Nothing seems worth putting down - I seem to have nothing to say - it appalls me but that is the way it is.

We are going to follow wherever the facts lead us.

We are far too easily pleased.

Sometimes you get into a situation and realize that there is so much more to explore there and ask, why are we jumping off the cliff quite yet?

People who record birdsong generally do it very early-before six o'clock-if they can. Soon after that, the invasion of distant noise in most woodland becomes too constant and too loud.

I wanted to be free to write the way I wanted to write, and my impression of Christian publishing, at least in fiction, was that there wasn't room for what I wanted to write.