When it comes to locations I'm one of those crazy authors who has to see it touch it taste it before I trust myself to recreate it for my readers. Having said that visiting a locked-down pediatric psych ward was the most intimidating research I've ever done - and I've visited maximum security prisons shooting galleries bone collections etc.

The moment of drifting into thought has been so clipped by modern technology. Our lives are filled with distraction with smartphones and all the rest. People are so locked into not being present.

Success is blocked by concentrating on it and planning for it... Success is shy - it won't come out while you're watching.

I think people should have the legal right to hurt themselves without fearing that they're going to get locked up for doing so. But on a personal level if someone I loved was hurting himself or herself in front of me I would of course try to restrain them.

Wherever smart people work doors are unlocked.

It is in the admission of ignorance and the admission of uncertainty that there is a hope for the continuous motion of human beings in some direction that doesn't get confined permanently blocked as it has so many times before in various periods in the history of man.

The United States is locked in a new arms race for that most precious resource - the future entrepreneurs upon whom economic growth depends. Substantial research shows that immigrants play a key role in American job creation.

Human beings want to be free and however long they may agree to stay locked up to stay oppressed there will come a time when they say 'That's it.' Suddenly they find themselves doing something that they never would have thought they would be doing simply because of the human instinct that makes them turn their face towards freedom.

When I'm writing my neural pathways get blocked. I can't read. I can barely hold a conversation without forgetting words and names. I wish I could wear the same clothes and eat the same food each day.

The ultimate wisdom which deals with beginnings remains locked in a seed. There it lies the simplest fact of the universe and at the same time the one which calls faith rather than reason.