So I am a product of the Internet, and to some degree a product of this sensibility of constant cultural reference.

Generally speaking, I think it is fair to say that I am a friend to the creatures of the Earth when I am not busy eating them or wearing them.

A stopped clock is correct twice a day, but a sundial can be used to stab someone, even at nighttime.

Specificity is the soul of narrative.

I am not beautiful, so I don't know why I'm making myself ugly. But the mustache stays.

All I can ask from society is that it please stop telling me why I should like sports.

I actually own a copy of my own book; that's how dedicated I am as an author.

There is no ritual that enhances creativity other than just starting.

My career as a magazine writer was largely prefaced on the idea of curiosity, to go on adventures and weasel my way into the lives of people that I admire.

A literary agent is nothing but a cheap salesman (or woman); while a writer is a cheap salesman (or woman) who also has to actually write the books.

The villain of any story is often the most compelling character.

I am a person before I am anything else. I never say I am a writer. I never say I am an artist...I am a person who does those things.

My world was very limited in size and experience. Small things took on extra importance, at least to a child.

Tis e'er the wont of simple folk to prize the deed and overlook the motive and of learned folk to discount the deed and lay open the soul of the doer.

Guilt: punishing yourself before God doesn't.

If [Chinese] are going to rip us off, you wouldn't think they'd be building fortresses.

I like the prop food so much that I eat it between takes as well as on camera.

A man who has bought a theory will fight a vigorous rearguard action against the facts.

I have faith, I believe in God and I've gotten through all the problems I had because of those three things: my faith, my hope and my belief in an eternal God.

Capital which overreaches for profits; labor which overreaches for wages, or a public which overreaches for bargains will all destroy such other. There is no salvation for us on that road.

Nick‘s eyes widened as a total state of befuddled huh possessed him. Was he in the Twilight Zone?