There's a practical problem about time and energy, and a more subtle problem of what it does to a writer's head, to continually analyze why they write, where it all comes from, where it's going to.

The evening's the best part of the day. You've done your day's work. Now you can put your feet up and enjoy it.

There was another life that I might have had, but I am having this one.

Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.

Many of our deepest motives come, not from an adult logic of how things work in the world, but out of something that is frozen from childhood.

She always wanted to believe in things.

Love isn't about when you first meet. It's about the many, many years you spend together, when you're trying to keep that flame burning.

Our family arrived in England in 1960. At that time I thought the war was ancient history. But if I think of 15 years ago from now, thats 1990, and that seems like yesterday to me.

Memory, I realize, can be an unreliable thing; often it is heavily coloured by the circumstances in which one remembers.

As a writer, I'm more interested in what people tell themselves happened rather than what actually happened.

If you are under the impression you have already perfected yourself, you will never rise to the heights you are no doubt capable of.

Successful people recognize crisis as a time for change – from lesser to greater, smaller to bigger.

Love sees more with its eyes closed than hate with its eyes open.

God gave burdens also shoulders.

A ginooine statesman should be on his guard if he must hev beliefs not to b'lieve 'em too hard.

If you take real-life circumstances and take out all the pauses then you have a thriller. It has to be non-stop, high stakes and fascinating all the time. Real life is like that from time to time.

It would be amazing if people listened to it when they needed shelter; it would be lovely if they didn't spit on it.

..and only sticks and stones can break my bones.

Still, one of the few good things about being dyslexic is that when I say I don’t read reviews, I mean I don’t read reviews.

Does not beauty confer a benefit upon us, even by the simple fact of being beautiful?

Talent you have naturally. Skill is only developed by hours and hours and hours of beating on your craft.