To write is to reveal oneself.When I write something, fiction or non-fiction, I do not expect you to accept what I write, nor to agree with what I propose.I expect you to spend at least a tenth of a second to think about it – may be not about the characters, nor about the piece,...

If the weight comes from bacon you can so deduct it off the scale total to get your true weight. #science

Conchpore is real. It is as real as Malgudi, Brahmpur, Lilliput or Macondo. And also as real as San Francisco, Madurai, Edinburgh, Gaborone or Tokyo. You know that fictional towns exist. You visit them all the time.

…every harsh word spoken, every such act or even thought doesn’t just disappear – it hangs around somewhere in totality and some day it boomerangs to haunt us.

Sin says, “Do you think that people get married with aspirations to divorce? Do you think that people try drugs with the motive to be addicted? No. It is not merely the act that you see taking place, but it is I that has taken their minds captive. I have played the lobes of their...

messiah” from his mission. If the Ballister acquisition was Norm’s cross, as everyone seems to think it was, then it was Norm who chose to bear that cross. And pride that nailed him to it.

staying focused.” Right! My pants are on fire, and she’s handing me a crash course in Psych 101!

Fiction should always steer clear of political considerations.

I read not for entertainment but to feel what the writer has felt while writing even though if it was fiction.

Grandfather recently died. He died alone on a trip away from home in a town where no one expected him to be

Quinn froze. There was nothing he could do now that would not be a mistake. Whatever choice he made–and he had to make a choice–would be arbitrary, a submission to chance. Uncertainty would haunt him to the end. At that moment, the two Stillmans started on their way again. The first turned right, the second...

For me, stories are like WD-40 for the brain: they keep all the wheels and gears and clicky-things running smoothly. Without them, cognitive function becomes a bore.

The features of character are carved out of adversity.

My great-great grandfather and I were the best of friends, although we never met

I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a sister; but do not look for her in Sir Sidney Lee’s life of the poet. She died young–alas, she never wrote a word. She lies buried where the omnibuses now stop, opposite the Elephant and Castle. Now my belief is that this...

Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it.”Goethe

The unification of worlds is an author’s priority, as one of them surely resides forbidden to the public.

Uh-oh, big boy. Your blood is in the water and the sharks are circling. Must be feeding time.”–Mea Brin, The Huntress

You aren’t the only pilot I have in my service. And you aren’t the only person with a dark past, though the illegal things that you did, you were forced to do by the Core. But I will tell you what I’ve told the others. This is your last chance. You screw up with me...

Advice from a Romance Writer: Guys, make your woman feel pretty even on an ‘off’ day. Trust me, good things will come of it.

I wish life were a fiction novel. Then everyone would have to do what I say.

Science fiction is the art of the possible not the impossible.

Trust you to quote Lancelot rather than Guinevere.

My mind skidded round a very short track and passed the finish line in a matter of seconds without any sensible conclusion.

Editing fiction is like using your fingers to untangle the hair of someone you love.

My eyes refuse to let him leave, but he stands still holding my hand, lingering for as long as possible.

Fiction is overrated, Fly. We’ve discussed this. In the time it takes those novelist fuckers to contemplate a few poetic passages, a thousand kids die from malnutrition. Immediacy, man, that’s what counts.

Probably not, but we can pretend.

Tomorrow, I need you to die.

Stand still while I yell at you.

Literature takes us away from our grey everyday experience, but brings us back enriched with new sensibilities.

What they teach you as history is mythology, and true mythology is far from fantasy – every kind reveals true fragments of our real history. A bulk of our real history can be found in Egyptian and Greek mythology. Yes, myths reveal to us worlds of other dimensions that make up our true reality. History...

Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an ugly chain with a yellow diamond were his only apparel.

Fictional people are people, too, otherwise why would we care what happens to them?

When I touched her body,I believed she was God.In the curves of her formI found the birth of Man,the creation of the world,and the origin of all life.

As a girl, she had come to believe in the ideal man — the prince or knight of her childhood stories. In the real world, however, men like that simply didn’t exist.

Almost all heroism is designed to make you inert by placing it in a context that you can’t possibly act on.

I keep warning and warning, and nobody seems willing to listen. One of these days someone is going to wake up to the fact that I’m serious when I say never to attack my sister without looking over your shoulder for me. (Rhoan)

It hurt, remembering. Hurt because there was so much I’d done, so much I’d yet to do. In so many different ways, I now realized, not remembering had been a blessing. A brief respite in the twisted bloody mess that my life had become.But at least I knew who I was.

In fiction, I searched for my favorite authors, women I have trusted to reassure me than not all teenage guys are total ditwads, that the archetype of the noble cute hero who devotes himself to the girl he loves has not gone the way of the rotary phone. That all I had to do was...

I recalled something I’d read a long time ago about Satan. When he appeared, it wouldn’t be as a demon but as an ordinary-looking guy with a convincing message of peace.

Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. “I’m Tally Youngblood,” she said. “make me pretty.

I’ve always been interested in science fiction.

Questo folle uomo mi sta facendo tornare la gioia di vivere, quella gioia che avevo perso alla vista del corpo di mia madre privo di vita e che era stata sostituita, col tempo, da semplice gioia. Esiste una profonda, ma ineffabile, differenza tra la gioia e la gioia di vivere e sono pochi coloro i...

Stories are the wildest things of all. Stories chase and bite and hunt.

Most stories are not about peoplebut about life, an addiction like the rest of themthat destroys you even as you love it,but you love it anyway and can never get enough.

The strength of fiction is not in reading about yourself, but in reading about other people.

American houses…’ she said, peering over her right shoulder and down the street. ‘They always seem to believe that nobody ever loses anything, has lost anything. I find that very sad. Do you know what I mean?

The dull people decided years and years ago, as everyone knows, that novel-writing was the lowest species of literary exertion, and that novel reading was a dangerous luxury and an utter waste of time.

When you turn around, you’ll see something I bet you’ve never seen before. If it takes your breath away, then you’ll fit in nicely. If you don’t feel anything, then maybe you don’t belong here.