I would be far more critical than any reviewer could be of my own work. So I simply don't read them.

Fictional characters are made of words, not flesh; they do not have free will, they do not exercise volition. They are easily born, and as easily killed off.

In order really to write one has to sink deep into the self and become lost there.

All my life I have lied. I lied to escape, I lied to be loved, I lied for placement and power; I lied to lie. It was a way of living; lies are life's almost-anagram.

The past beats inside me like a second heart.

If I was asked to say what was the greatest invention of human beings, I would say the sentence.

Everything we do is tinged with the knowledge that this may be the last time that we will do this, and that makes what we're doing incredibly sweet.

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in their turn drop, and so on into the unimaginable generations.

To take possession of a city of which you are not a native you must first fall in love there.

For memory, we use our imagination. We take a few strands of real time and carry them with us, then like an oyster we create a pearl around them.

A man is not much if he can't depend on himself, and nothing if others can't depend on him.

We are the children of a womb.Yet we differentiate each other, On color, creed and the sizes of our tombs!!

Life would be so much easier if everyone read my book

Happiness is seeing blessings in disguise, beauty under camouflage, and love amid conflict.

When I believed my thoughts I suffered.

idealism, that gaudy coloring matter of passion, fades when it is brought beneath the trenchant white light of knowledge. Ideals, like mountains, are best at a distance.

The one wholly true thought one can hold about the past is that it is not here. To think about it at all is therefore to think about illusions.

Once we came to accept the photographic image as reality, the way to its future simulation was open.

The chance to be a general manager in major-league baseball and for a franchise as storied as this one, probably as storied as the Giants, is great.

Buffys very similar to me to me when I was growing up. A child in an adult world, sort of trapped between the two. Does Buffy go to the prom or does she save the world from demons?

You're never so bad you can't have a Savior, no matter how much you've sinned.