All I hope, selfishly, is that there will be real books until the day I draw my last breath.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
There are books on our shelves we haven't read and doubtless never will, that each of us has probably put to one side in the belief that we will read them later on, perhaps even in another life.
I can imagine a future in which real books will exist but in a more limited, particular way.
I've got more ideas for books than I'll ever be able to use in my lifetime. I'm very fortunate like that.
I can't even say I've begun yet, but I'm trying on the idea that there is a book in my future.
I hope children will be happy with the books I've written, and go on to be readers all of their lives.
Every book for me is a chapter in the long book which will finally be closed on the day of my death.
Every time you finish a book, you have a terrible feeling that there's just never going to be another one. But fortunately, so far, the next one has always shown up.
My books are, in a way, a record of my life - that part of it that came to flower and fruit in my mind.
The bewildering success of my books continues to surprise me.
I hope that readers will tear through my books because they can't stop themselves - and then, maybe, read them again and find new things there.