Quotes About Author

I was the embodiment of every writer's worst fear: a cliché.

But in truth, I think she's always had more problems with children than she'd ever admit. I think, in fact, she hates them. There's a jealousy, a resentfulness that I can feel even now, in my memory.

A male author can write about unlikable male characters. They're called anti-heroes and it's called a novel.

They always call depression the blues, but I would have been happy to waken to a periwinkle outlook. Depression to me is urine yellow.

Plus, there was Amma and her mysterious friendliness toward me. I hated to admit it, but I was becoming obsessed with the girl.

I am penniless and on the run. How fucking noir.

This is unacceptable Ã¢â'¬Â¦ no more coffee, thanks

The fact is, my wife is a murderess who is sometimes really fun.

Weird that a house so new could feel haunted, and not in the romantic Victorian-novel way, just really gruesomely, shittily ruined.

so Cool Girl is a tattooed, bespectacled nerd who loves comics.

It's the rule of all potentially prickly interviews: Don't go on the offense until you have to, first see if they'll hang themselves all on their own.

Yes, you need your evidence. I hope I have enough poison left in me.

He thought I'd be his best reporter, said I had a surprising mind. In my two years on the job I'd consistently fallen short of expectations.

How odd, that I ruined my marriage over that little girl with whom I had nothing in common except that we both liked a good laugh and a cold beer after sex.

Angie's house looked like a child's drawing of a mansion: It was so generic it was barely three-dimensional.

It was a compliment to Nick—C was the correct answer—but he just gave a sour smile when I showed

I mean I would rather be a librarian but I worry about the job security, books may be temporary dicks are forever.

Our room overlooks the parking lot, and if I peek out from behind the stiff beige curtains

our first customer, a gray-haired woman in bifocals and

You are a cheater. You have failed one of the most basic male tests. You are not a good man.' And when that didn't bother me, I thought: 'You're really not a good man.

The Day women were the definition of mob mentality. And here they were on a farm with plenty of pitchforks. She

Palmerston, like Winston Churchill in the mid-twentieth century, seemed the incarnation of John Bull, the English equivalent to Uncle Sam.

Perchance you who pronounce my sentence are in greater fear than I who receive it.

What do you think it did to Galen's reputation," replied Father Schneider, "when the Allies dropped copies of his sermon together with their bombs?