War May Be An Auction For Countries.

I Still Haven't Quite Got Used To Eating Live Fish.

I'm A Novelist, That's How I Make My Livelihood, And I Concentrate On The Novels.

A Life Can Get Knocked Into A New Orbit By A Car Crash, A Lottery Win Or Just A Bleary-eyed Consultant Giving Bad News In A Calm Voice.

The Most Malicious God Is The God Of The Counted Chicken.

How Vulgar, This Hankering After Immortality, How Vain, How False. Composers Are Merely Scribblers Of Cave Paintings. One Writes Music Because Winter Is Eternal And Because, If One Didn't, The Wolves And Blizzards Would Be At One's Throat All The Sooner.