Her support was a constant, one of the few good things I could take as a given. And whenever I see a first novel dedicated to a wife (or a husband), I smile and think, There’s someone who knows.” Writing is a lonely job. Having someone who believes in you makes a lot of difference. They don’t have to make speeches. Just believing is usually enough.

Story is honorable and trustworthy; plot is shifty, and best kept under house arrest.

His name is Legion. He is the king of nowhere.

I don't want to see it anymore. It's lousy. And it's a cheat. You build it all around something... Set yourself on something... And then you don't want it. Isn't it too bad the great truths are all such lies?

She might have been pretty when she started out, but the world had moved on since then.

Maybe he sells fear because he's got nothing else to sell.