Usually, when you make a decision in life, unless you have access to parallel universes, you can't truly judge how right that decision was.

You can't really win as a Booker judge. If you choose the obvious names, the unit-shifters, you're accused of being timid and unimaginative; if you choose the unfamous, you're labelled willful and perverse.

The way British publishing works is that you go from not being published no matter how good you are, to being published no matter how bad you are.

As an author, I realise, you're on your own. You have to do everything you can to help The Book. If I make sure people know it's out there, they can make up their own minds whether they want to read it.

A child of repeated infinity.

Parallel lines meet at infinity. Looking back from said point, do parallel lines ever not meet?