On the blank page all things are possible.

Rivers are lucky. They can only move in one direction.

After a night of bad dreams, to awaken to the sun and all the possibilities of action.

What we write should surprise us, the way life surprises us.

I write because I don't why I write.

Novelists are basically inviting their readers to play a game of pretend. That's what fiction is: a game of pretend.