In our world of sleek flesh and collagen, botox and liposuction, what we most fear is the dissolution of the body-mind, the death of the brain.

She devoured stories with rapacious greed, ranks of black marks on white, sorting themselves into mountains and trees, stars, moons and suns, dragons, dwarfs, and forests containing wolves, foxes and the dark.

Where would we be without inhibitions? Theyre quite useful things when you look at some of the things humans do if they lose them.

Books that change you, even later in life, give you a kind of electrical shock as the world takes a different shape.

What literature can and should do is change the people who teach the people who don't read the books.

Ice burns, and it is hard to the warm-skinned to distinguish one sensation, fire, from the other, frost.

Creative Writing was not a form of psychotherapy, in ways both sublime and ridiculuous, it clearly was, precisely that.