My inventing time is all done under the influence of aerobic exercise. Basically, I do all my thinking while I run.

If you are writing any book about the end of the world, what you are really writing about is what's worth saving about it.

Behind every writer stands a very large bookshelf.

I grew up during the Cold War, when everything seemed very tenuous. For many years, right up until the fall of the Berlin Wall, I had vivid nightmares of nuclear apocalypse.

We live, we die. Somewhere along the way, if we're lucky, we may find someone to help lighten the load.

This ravishing world. This achingly bittersweet, ravishing world.

I have any number of completely dark obsessions and fascinations, and none of this was present in my profile or my growing profile as a writer.

What strange places our lives can carry us to, what dark passages.

My theory of characterization is basically this: Put some dirt on a hero, and put some sunshine on the villain, one brush stroke of beauty on the villain.

My rule has always been, write the next part of the book that you seem to know well. So I won't necessarily write chapter two after chapter one.

Even on the darkest night, my friend, life will have its way.

No matter how long the journey takes, don’t give up. Keep travelling onwards.

What happened when the Verb asked the noun to conjugate? She said "no-no!", forgot the "o" and decided to become a nun!

Vancouver is dope, everybody got across the border today.

Writing is like going to bed with a beautiful woman and afterwards she gets up, goes to her purse and gives me a handful of money.

People aren't hearing all the music.

Rock 'n' roll has to be destroyed and rebuilt in my name if it's ever gonna accomplish anything.

Give me a little peace. A little? Why so modest? How about eternal peace? Now, there's a thought.

Sure, there are many bad things that can happen. Yet you can be aware of them, and realistic about them, without being obsessed and consumed by them.

They wanted to wait, to improve, to get better, when he's already a world champion. And that's a mistake. That's a chicken attitude.

Foolishness is indeed the sister of wickedness.