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Sometimes you have to trust grownups, perhaps more so when they are not there to actually supervise you.

I'm a great believer in gathering together all your obsessions and seeing if you can make a novel out of them.

Homeopathy seemed ... both mathematical and poetic.

I hate stereotypes and I hate cliche.

Nothing means anything but you still have to follow the rules.

'being published' is not the same as being a real writer.

I wonder if the reason I tend to say yes to everything is because I deeply believe that I can survive anything.

In real life nothing means anything. Stuff happens and there just is no structure.

People make events into stories. Stories give events meaning.

Honesty and authenticity are a big deal for me.

Oh fuck. It's like period pain in my head. It's toothache of the brain.

And every one of these events is connected. But not by luck: it's pure cause and effect.

If life wasn't going to be like a Hollywood film, there was only one option: fuck life and rent the film instead.

I wonder at what point my life swerved to avoid that, and if that life would have been nicer than the one I've got.

But I quite like the way you can talk about science without necessarily using mathematics, but using metaphors instead.

My novels are high concept. I guess big ideas interest me more than, say, the minutiae of domestic life.

Now dare to be tragic, for you will be redeemed.' Friedrich Nietzsche Ah!

If something wants to be a story, it will be.

The clue's always, always, buried deep in the boredom ...
Where do you feel most bored? Go there.

Christopher, like most people, didn't like his universe being unfathomable, so I doubted that a Zen koan would help him.

Living for ever would be like marrying yourself, with no possibility of a divorce.

Not all events are stories.

Routine kills creative thought.

The sky was the colour of sad weddings.

What folly takes light through ether to each eye from every horizon.

Over to my left is the big grey wall in front of the church.
Are we the Thoughts of God? a poster asks.
No, I realise. It's the reverse.

Homeopaths argue that water has a memory.

Libby stood at the bar like something that had been hastily added at the end of a painting that hasn't quite dried yet.

Sometimes I wake up with such an immense sense of disappointment that I can hardly breathe.

I erased the thought from my mind, but I couldn't undo the fact that I'd had the thought in the first place.

One of the biggest problems for beginning writers is this need to over-explain.

The storyless story is a vagina with teeth.

I think about stories and their logic and wonder if there can be any such thing as simply there is a book.