I've always been fascinated by the operation of memory - the way in which it is not linear but fragmented, and its ambivalence.

We make choices but are constantly foiled by happenstance.

I'm not a historian but I can get interested - obsessively interested - with any aspect of the past, whether it's palaeontology or archaeology or the very recent past.

It seems to me that anyone whose library consists of a Kindle lying on a table is some sort of bloodless nerd.

The present hardly exists, after all-it becomes the past even as it happens. A tricky medium, time - and central to the concerns of fiction.

We all act as hinges-fortuitous links between other people.

The consideration of change over the century is about loss, though I think that social change is gain rather than loss.

We all need a past - that's where our sense of identity comes from.

Getting to know someone else involves curiosity about where they have come from, who they are.

The Photograph is concerned with the power that the past has to interfere with the present: the time bomb in the cupboard.

Unless I am a part of everything I am nothing.

Just because you fall once, doesn't mean you're fall at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always trust yourself, because if you don't then who will??

To fill life with moments of happiness, be happy in the moment.

Change your understanding and then even the negative side of the blessings will make you rejoice in God’s blessings

Every single important thing we do is something we didn't use to be good at, and in fact, might be something we used to fear.

Together we must learn how to compose differences, not with arms, but with intellect and decent purpose.

Throughout life, one does not miss any chance to hold onto the things that are really precious, if one is truly wise.

Despite all that good news, there's plenty of horror stories being told. All of them are untrue, but they're being told all over America.

Because Chicago was to radio what Hollywood was to films and Broadway was to the theatre: it was the hub of radio.

I don't believe there is any such definition, there is no such thing as evil, only moral judgments based on what society believes to be wrong behavior.

Being in love with someone who doesn't even know that you exist isn't the worst thing in the world.