Because courage, survival, love—all these things didn’t live in one man. They lived in them all or they died and every man with them; they had come to believe that to abandon one man was to abandon themselves.

I imagined a world of the future as a barren sameness in which everyone had gorged so much fish that no more remained, & where Science knew absolutely every species and phylum & genus, but no-one knew love because it had disappeared along with the fish

I just wanted to tell a story of love & it was about fish & it was about me & it was about everything

Of all the love stories ever published, I have - realistically - read very few.

I am the happiest writing and being with the people I love.