My Novels Are All Ideas.

When We Think About The Present, We Veer Wildly Between The Belief In Chance And The Evidence In Favour Of Determinism. When We Think About The Past, However, It Seems Obvious That Everything Happened In The Way That It Was Intended.

The Dream Of All Men Is To Meet Little Sluts Who Are Innocent But Ready For All Forms Of Depravity—which Is What, More Or Less, All Teenage Girls Are.

People Are Suspicious Of Single Men On Vacation, After They Get To A Certain Age: They Assume That They're Selfish, And Probably A Bit Pervy. I Can't Say They're Wrong.

The World Outside Had Its Own Rules, And Those Rules Were Not Human.

In Reality, The Monotheist Texts Preach Neither Peace, Love Nor Tolerance. They Are Texts Of Hate.