Don't Ask Me When I First Mastered

I Don't Want Enlightenment, I Want Him. Sorry Buddha, I Loved Him More Than You.

I Think It Is Immensely Difficult To Get The U.s. Interested In Non-u.s. Topics. I Dont Think This Is Because The Average American Reader Is Disinterested, But More Because Of Publishers Playing It Safe: If A Thriller Based In L.a. Is A Sure Winner, Why Spend Money Plugging One Based In Paris - Or Bangkok?

When You Notice Light Seeping Into Your Coffin, It's Hard To Go On Pretending That You're Still Dead.

Shun Security, I Advise Aspiring Novelists When They Complain To Me That They Are Stuck. Get Disoriented. Maybe Your Agonizing Writing Block Isnt Agonizing Enough. Your Enemy Is Comfort.

It Is Quite Amazing How Hard The Subconscious Works When It Is Made To Understand That This Life Is Not A Rehearsal, There Is No Safety Net And No Assurance Of Any Final Closure. It Is Also Quite Appalling To Realize How Catatonic The Imagination Can Become When We Hedge Our Bets, Opt For The Safer Direction At Every Fork In The Path.