I’m scared of the future. I’m scared of the past. I’m nervous at the moment.
Humans live in a pit of cheating, exploiting, hurting, incarcerating. Every time, the species wastes some part of what it could be. This waste is poisonous.
If you’re in your life, chance. Viewed from the outside, like a book you’re reading, it’s fate all the way.
Men invented money Women invented mutual aid.
The weak are meat the strong do eat.
Lying’s wrong, but when the world spins backwards, a small wrong may be a big right.
If your words’re true, they’re armed.
There are so many cities in every single city.
I lost my balance when the train pulled away, but a human crumple zone buffered my fall. We stayed like that, half fallen. Diagonal People.
Wars are never cured, they just go into remission for a few years.
I’ve become a less brave traveller since I became a dad, but in the past I was more foolhardy than brave.
The spirit was willing but the flesh was weak.
Why ask a question whose answer would demand ten more questions?
The act of memory is an act of ghostwriting.
Leaves turned to soil beneath my feet. Thus it is, trees eat themselves.
Don’t bemoan your misspent life quite yet. Forgive me for flaunting my experience, but you have no conception of what a misspent life constitutes.
Implausible truth can serve one better than plausible fiction.
I’m not a great deep political thinker.
I’m from a time and place where bigheadedness was a really savage crime, and you’d get cut down for it by your peers and parents.
I’m a novelist, that’s how I make my livelihood, and I concentrate on the novels.