novels

I avoided my eyes while brushing my teeth, then climbed into bed with a copy of _The Blind Assassin_, because if you're not with the book you want, you might as well want the book you're with.--Melissa Albert, _The Hazel Wood_

Well, typically the state of hypnosis is perfected at the right combination of light and sound frequency when the mind completely relaxes. At this state, the mind also becomes highly suggestible, which means the word of the hypnotist becomes the new reality of the subconscious mind.

I looked for any footmarks of course, but naturally, with all this rain, there wasn't a sign. Of course, if this were a detective story, there'd have been a convenient shower exactly an hour before the crime and a beautiful set of marks which could only have come there between two and three in the morning, but this being real life in a London November, you might as well expect footprints in Niagara. I searched the roofs right along__nd came to the jolly conclusion that any person in any blessed flat in the blessed row might have done it.

[L]ife is a phenomenon in need of criticism, for we are, as fallen creatures, in permanent danger of worshipping false gods, of failing to understand ourselves and misinterpreting the behaviour of others, of growing unproductively anxious or desirous, and of losing ourselves to vanity and error. Surreptitiously and beguilingly, then, with humour or gravity, works of art--novels, poems, plays, paintings or films--can function as vehicles to explain our condition to us. They may act as guides to a truer, more judicious, more intelligent understanding of the world.

One of the most important things you can do on this earth is to let people know they are not alone.

The true magic of novels dwells within us individually. Each reader will interpret every single character, scene, and metaphor in a slightly different way

Her heart and soul had already spoken. They wouldn__ let Lucas go.

I__l never turn her away, Clyde. She__ my mate. I__l protect her till my dying breath. I__l even swallow my pride and ask a favor as momentous as the one I just asked of a man who has done nothing but try to drive a wedge between her and myself.

Destiny is as it is. Nothing can change it. Accept it before it ruins you.

A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.

The magic in writing is not so much using your imagination as it is allowing the reader to uses theirs. When I write a novel I__ not going to hand walk you through each scene. Avid readers tend to have very high IQ__ so I__ constantly aware of, and respect that. I have a tendency to give my readers vivid descriptions of panoramic viewpoints, soft breezes, and the late evening as it scrapes against the emerging night and present this step by suspenseful step. Once I get them to the threshold of that unseen cliff, I shove them off and say, take it from there.

You will never accept gratitude as a solution to your problems, until you have reached the last stage of grief--acceptance.

Now the son whose father's existance in this world is historical and speculative even before the son has entered it in a bad way. All his life he carries before him the idol of a perfection to which he can never attain. The father dead has euchered his son of his patrimony. For it is the death of the father to which the son is entitled and to which he is heir, more than his goods.He will not hear of the small mean ways that tempered the man in life. He will not see him struggling in follies of his own devising. No. The world which he inherits bears him false witness. He is broken before a frozen god and he will never find his way.

If there was any great lesson in life it was this: No battle was ever won with silence.

If every book was judged by its cover, very few would be read; education would be limited, and fewer movies would be made.

The moon will guide you through the night with her brightness, but she will always dwell in the darkness, in order to be seen.

The first sentence of every novel should be: Trust me, this will take time but there is order here, very faint, very human.

If you cannot judge a book by its cover, surely we should not judge an author by one book alone?