And I Grew Up On

As Long As We Remember A Person, They're Not Really Gone. Their Thoughts, Their Feelings, Their Memories, They Become A Part Of Us.

I Tend To Start At 9 O'clock In The Morning And Write Until 3. Those Are My Best Hours. They Fit The Other Rhythms Of The World. So I Write For Six Hours, Pretty Much Without Any Breaks.

If You Are Writing Any Book About The End Of The World, What You Are Really Writing About Is What's Worth Saving About It.

Writers Who Pretend That Everything They're Doing Is Completely New Are Full Of It.

There Was Something In The Pages Of These Books That Had The Power To Make Him Feel Better About Things, A Life Raft To Cling To Before The Dark Currents Of Memory Washed Him Downstream Again, And On Brighter Days, He Could Even See Himself Going On This Way For Some Time. A Small But Passable Life. And Then, Of Course, The End Of The World Happened.