There's something incredibly liberating about a holiday that encourages children to take candy from strangers

All readers come to fiction as willing accomplices to your lies. Such is the basic goodwill contract made the moment we pick up a work of fiction.

We need books...because we are all, in the private kingdoms of our hearts, desperate for the company of a wise, true friend.

Misery loves another idiot with a jukebox where his soul should be.

Nothing on Earth is so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween night.

At the end of night, before you close your eyes, be content with what you've done and be proud of who you are.

I have a hard time defending the production of candy, given that it is basically crack for children and makes them dependent in unwholesome ways.

The answer is that we don't choose our freaks, they choose us.

At about the age of ten, during a late summer visit to Sears to buy school clothes, I became aware of the concept of candy by the pound.

The single biggest reason I got my stories taken in various literary magazines - and I want to stress this - is because I refused to give up. Period.

If you want to fight a cult, you've got to form a cult.

Love is not a habit, a commitment, or a debt. It isn't what romantic songs tell us it is - love simply is.

The secret to attracting guys is not just being beautiful, as it definitely requires more than that..

You know, when someone has been crying, something gets left in the air. It's not something you can see or smell, or feel. Or draw. But it's there.

For the third trilogy, I don't know if I will still be alive when it comes the time to make them.

At first it was my brother's songwriting and I was just doing what everyone told me.

Anybody who's really successful has doubts.

At Jaffa in Syria and among the Nomads in Arabia, are lakes of enormous size that yield very large masses of asphalt, which are carried off by the inhabitants thereabouts.

For true patriots to be silent, is dangerous.

The present is only understandable through the past, with which it forms a living continuity; and the past is always grasped from our own partial viewpoint within the present.

I wanted to live with the ****ing manta rays, but they banned me from Sea World.